Don’t call it a comeback!  I been here for years, rockin’ my peers and puttin’ suckas in fear.  -LL Cool J

Guess who’s back.  Back again.  Beltran’s back.  Tell a friend.  That’s right folks, tell a friend Carlos Beltran is back.  Tell a friend Carlos Beltran is back with a vengeance.  Vengeance is mine, I will repay, sayeth the Voltron.  And repay Carlos Beltran surely did last night.  He repaid with three big bombs.  He repaid with his first three bomb game of his career leading the Metropolitans to a 9-5 victory at Coors Field.  How about that?  How about this:  All three of Beltran’s ding-dongs were two-run shots.  He’s only the second player in Mets history to hit three home runs with runners on base in one game.  He joins Dave Kingman, who did that at Dodger Stadium on June 4, 1976, with a pair of two-run homers and a three-run blast.  Wooooo doggie!           Read More »

What does it take to be number one?  Two is not a winner and three nobody remembers.  What does it take to be number one?  Hey hey hey hey..  -Nelly

Opening day is just two weeks away.  Ahhhh, baseball.  The one constant through all the years, Ray, has been baseball.  America has rolled by like an army of steamrollers.  It has been erased like a blackboard, rebuilt and erased again.  But baseball has marked the time.  I know it’s a little early.  I know what Bill Veeck said.  I know he said, “This is a game to be savored, not gulped.  There’s time to discuss everything between pitches or between innings.”  I don’t care.  I want it all.  I want it now.  I want to know what the Big Fundamental wants to know.  “Good, better, best.  Never let it rest.  Until your good is better and your better is best.”  Who’s good?  Who’s the best?  Today we will discuss who’s the best.  We’ll discuss who’s the worst.  And we’ll discuss everything in between.  So, without further ado, let’s hand out the hardware:          Read More »

(ESPN 7PM ET)  First everybody was jibbering about the soccer game.  Then, everybody was jabbering about the tennis match.  Jibbering and jabbering.  Blubbering and blabbering.  What about baseball?  What about finding reserved seats somewhere along one of the baselines, where we sat when we were children and cheered our heroes.  What about watching the game as if we dipped ourselves in magic waters?  What about that?  Huh?  That’s what I’ll be doing tonight.  And don’t look now, here come the Mets!  Carlos Beltran starts a rehabilitation assignment at Class-A St. Lucie on Thursday, and the five-time All-Star could return from offseason knee surgery around the All-Star break.  Get your popcorn ready!

Peace out homies!  Six Two and Even!

Josh Q. Public:  Now you can’t catch me.  No, baby, you can’t catch me.  ‘Cause if you get too close, you know I’m gone like a cool breeze.  -Chuck Berry

Public Service Announcement:  OK, here we go!  Like the late great Harry Caray always says:  “Hello again, everybody.  It’s a bee-yooo-tiful day for baseball.”  Defense, defense.  Hold tight.  Defense, defense.  Fight!  Fight!  Fight!  Flashing the old leather.  Heard it in a glooove song, can’t be wrong.  That’s what here to talk about today.    Read More »

Oh, put me in, coach.  I’m ready to play, today.  Put me in, coach.  I’m ready to play, today.  Look at me, I can be centerfield.  -John Fogerty

Public Service Announcement:  Ok, here we go!  Ahhh, center field.  Once, the most glamorous position in all of baseball.  Once.  You shouldn’t grab me, Johnny.  My mother grabbed me once…Once!    Read More »

We didn’t start the fire.  It was always burning, since the worlds been turning.  -Billy Joel

Public Service Announcement:  OK, here go!  Major League Baseball.  I live for this.  Like Stan the Man Musial always says:  “I never realized that batting a little ball around could cause so much commotion.”  These cats are causing a commotion.  A loco-motion.  My little baby sister can do it with ease.  It’s easier than learning your a b c’s.  So come on, come on, do the loco-motion with me.  These cats are doing a brand new dance now.  These cats are giving it a chance now.  Playing baseball better than anyone else in the big dance now.  These are the cats off to the hot starts.  The hot to trot starts.  The booster shot starts.  You can start them up.  You can start them up, they’ll never stop.  They’re making grown men cry.                    Read More »