Feast to Famine.

It's not like rooting for the Mets is ever anything other than a thankless task, but seldom is there a game that instantly subtracts five years from your life. This is such a game. It's times like this that I wish my Dad didn't force me to watch every one of Dwight Gooden's starts when I was six years old. Never has an episode of Six Feet Under seemed so much like Sesame Street in comparison. Fuck all!