Greek Giant

Watching the Giants has now become an exercise in masochism. I have recently begun watching the original Batman TV series from the 1960s and one of the joys I develop in every episode is from the myriad ways the show graphically illustrates the fight scenes with words like “Bam”, “Pow”, “Crunch”, “Crack”, “Slam”, and many more. It’s good fun seeing the producers come up with synonyms for pain. This is what Giants games feel like for me.

Last night Yoenis Cespedes did his thing and Ty Blach did not. The Mets had 20 hits, many of them fairly soft but what difference does it really make? The pitching is now coming dangerously close to the ineptitude of the hitting attack. It’s a race to the bottom.

Keep Calm and Carry On

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