A day later, there was no wackiness, no crazy reversals, and a fairly simple narrative.

On nights I’m recapping, I put a little warning for myself on repeat in my brain: It’s not all about the narrative.

“No way we were losing that game!

Some years ago, I improved my baseball life considerably by swearing off April games.

Monday was Jesse Orosco’s birthday, so for a moment I thought the Mets were honoring him by nearly but not quite blowing a formidable ninth-inning lead.

The Mets haven’t explicitly promised to catch me if I fall backwards in their general direction, but I trust them to, figuratively speaking.

The Mets won again, once again by not scoring a bunch of runs but getting remarkable pitching.