I said brrr, it's cold in here

Game 10: Nationals 2, Mets 3
7-3 for the season

...there must be some freaky weather in the atmosphere. it's cold in New York. so cold that even Willie Randolph, the most professional of all the professionals in the Mets dugout, complained yesterday about how hard it was to play well in such weather. last night, only Carlos Beltran wore the balaclava* that makes the players look just slightly like stick-up artists but keeps their ears and necks warm. tonight, only the white boys in the infield (Wright and LoDuca) went without. all the various kinds of silliness that attends games played in the dry cold weather that Shea saw tonight were present; broken bats, silly errors, perfectly good hits being blown foul by the wind.

we tuned into the game an hour into it, so we missed both of Washington's runs and the Mets were behind when we started watching. the really good thing about this game is that the production came from the exact people that have been struggling to hit, or to hit early, thus far this year. Delgado had an RBI and Wright had two hits. and then LHJ's favorite player, the one he affectionately calls Julius, was the hero of the game, scoring the winning run on a pinch hit in the bottom of the 7th.

he's some kind of talent, that Julio Franco, 48 years old, 30 years in the game, with his first hit of the year an RBI to score Wright and give the Mets the win. it was a fun game to watch, and gratifying to find that the team can win more than just blowouts.

*LHJ knew what this article of protective wear is called. I am duly impressed, as you should be too.