We take the endless abuse from literally everyone and we've gotten to a point that we, the loyal fans, are turning their backs on the team. I'll tell you the truth, I went to one game this year and that was because Nas was putting on a concert after. I refuse to give this team any more of my money.
But Matt Harvey was the answer to all our prayers, right? The golden boy! I was getting excited! The next Dr. K without the drugs! THERE'S SOMETHING HERE! Right? Guys?
I just got back from my pilgrimage to Cooperstown and finished watching a goalless Chelsea/Manchester United tilt when my mother says, "Matt Harvey is out for the year."
A loud thud answered her statement. It was my heart hitting my stomach, falling out my caboose and going through the floor.
Looks about right. |
I took a breather before I started watching this and realized one thing:
Same old Mets. When they can't disappoint me anymore on the field, they'll take it into the clubhouse and wretch our hearts out in a new way.
From what I'm seeing, people are saying that you never know what to expect with a pitcher rebounding from this sort of injury. He might return to form after a year or so, which means 2014 will be as arduous and torturous as this year, but without Harvey Day. Sheesh.
I'm a pessimistic son of a gun so I'm not getting my hopes up. It's the Mets. The same old Mets. Why should anything go right for us now?
And there's Terry Collins saying that we'll have to "power through it," and that we have "plenty of depth at pitcher." Sure Terry, try and tell a mourning fan base that. Because that's exactly what we are right now. A mourning fan base with absolutely ZERO hope.
If you are an optimist, give it a go on how the Mets will be okay. I'd love to hear your point of view.
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