...Why the long faces, guys? It looks like someone ran over your pet puppy-dogs. You actually look like you're mourning something. Oh, right. You're mourning the loss of yet another playoff opportunity. You're sad because again, your playoff hopes hinged on the last game of the season, which you blew. You're pissy because your rivals, the Philadelphia Phillies, were right (again!) in saying that they're the team to beat this year.
You're pissed that even the mighty Santana couldn't get you to the playoffs. And that your bullpen blows. And that Wagner needs surgery. Those are all valid reasons to be aggravated.
Equally valid is the point that you guys will be sitting at home sullenly watching your televisions as the Phillies take on the Brewers on Wednesday night. (You'll probably be rooting hardcore for the Brewers and chucking empty beer cans at the TV every time J-Roll or Ryan Howard comes up to bat. I understand--you're bitter.)
S'OK, Mets. Maybe next year, right *snicker*? But hopefully--and probably--not!
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