Darryl Strawberry Day was nice, at least until the Snakes showed up and pummeled Manaea and any other Mets hurler that dared poke his nose out of the bullpen for a 10-5 final (10-1 after 8 2/3).
Getting groovier: Pete with a meaningless homer in the ninth and a wallbanger double in the first that didn't miss the crowd by much.
Getting older: Ron complaining about his leg ailments, and Keith congratulating him with a dry "Welcome to the golden years."
Gyspy cursed: Nimmo taking Kevin Ginkel's leg clean off with a rocket liner and still getting thrown out at first when the carom comes right back to the catcher.
Ginkel got the W because the Snakes starter didn't go five. I'm sure that will help with the pain just as good as the spray-on cool stuff Ron and Keith won't tire talking about.
Also nice: the story Straw told about how his St. Louis-native father-in-law had reservations about his daughter going out with him. Not because of color or his history of addiction or run-ins with the police (as implied), but because he played on the METS.
