Inspiration.

I probably refer to musicals too often but whatever. Some serious sacking up is in order boyos. They're the freakin' Mets.

Happy Thoughts.

Seriously? That was crap. You might argue that the offense should have been able to come up with something more than two runs; that would've been fabulous. Or you might point out that while I was watching him get ready to pitch I was suddenly reminded of the migraine issue. But I don't care. While I'm generally for spreading the blame around, I'm perfectly happy to put this one squarely in Papelbon's lap. Dude doesn't suck, but that did. Rather than stress about it though, I present someone's photo of a kitten (who pitched very well) and a puppy. Also, I don't know that I've ever been so mad at Alex Cora. Screw you, Alex Cora. I inexplicably liked you.

Red Sox at Mets.

On Friday morning at 10am the tickets for the Red Sox v. Mets exhibition games on April 3 and 4 at the new Citifield will go on sale. They will probably fly off the Internet as the St. John's-Georgetown game sold out in forty-five minutes. At least you'll know quickly if you manage to procure tickets.