My Rut

I woke up Wednesday morning having slept about 4 hours. I tried to fall back asleep but couldn't. I needed a pick me up. I decided I would go to Starbucks to get a cup of coffee.

Welcome to my rut.

I couldn't walk around the corner. I couldn't even go to a shitty deli for a shittier cup of coffee. Instead, I got in my car, soaked in the lovely desert heat that causes me to burn my hand on my seatbelt/steering wheel a couple of times a week and drove. Twenty minutes later and I had my coffee.

I miss cities!!!

I never thought those words would come out of my mouth. But here they are. I hate cars. I hate not being able to walk to get my newspaper or even a soda.

So anger had taken me over.

I watched the Devil Rays vs. Diamondbacks and all I could think of was how fucked up baseball was that I could watch two teams that combined had a payroll $40,000,000 less than the Mets.

I got a terrible stomach ache from the sandwiches that I ate for lunch.

I came home and all I wanted was to watch the Mets win a game. I wanted some good news so I could call AFOMG, complain a little bit about temperatures in the teens (Plus 100) and revel in some good old fashioned baseball.

But the Mets lost. They've been doing a lot of that in fact. 15-19 since I got to Arizona. Coincidence? Me thinks not.

Thank god for those pesky Yankees.

I got a text message from Steamin Mikey Lehman. Something that went like "KAZ!!!."

I wasn't watching the Yankee game, I was seeing some flops preparing for my World Series run, but at least I knew.

Kaz was so bad as a Met that I kind of liked him. He was such an amazing bust that I laughed with him, not at him.

So when Kaz tripled in the bottom of the 7th to seal the win for the red-hot Rockies, there was finally something for Sip to smile about.

It was poetic justice in some ways. He delivered so much pain to us that it was about time he did some pain to the Yankees.

I got home and looked at the box scores.

Seeing the Rockies with a better record than the Yankees made me smile. I took some apple sauce out of my fridge. It tasted great.

I realized that what was going on in my life was pretty much a parallel to life in Mets Land

That is, things haven't been running great of late, but at the end of the day, I am doing pretty damn well. Good friends, family, etc. Yeah, things have been a lot slower than usual, but I am still winning in the old game of life

As are our first place Mets.

One day at a time.

Vaya con dios,
Sip

(Pics courtesy of MLB.com, usa.com)