QuasiMondo

I am completely disgusted with the Mets.

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I'm no fair-weather fan. I've held out hope for them. I've endured their monthlong June slump. I've driven myself crazy going through the familiar routine of watching a starter put in six good innings, and have it all go down the drain in one inning by their bullpen. I've even become accustomed to watching Heilman or Wagner open the door and usher the other team right back into the game with a home run in the ninth inning.

I thought they had their turnaround moment when they got swept by Philadelphia last week and then go on a tear to sweep Atlanta. I even shrugged off a second sweep by the Phillies and the near sweep by Washington. But after watching last night's game where they blew two 3-run leads, I'm done. That game had me so upset that I had a dream where I bumped into Willie Randolph in the city and flipped out on him. Time and time again, sloppy defense, sluggish batting, horrendous relief pitching, or a combination of all three have allowed the Mets to snatch defeat from the jaws of victory. I can't watch them anymore this season, I'm throwing in the towel.

I haven't given up on the Mets, the Mets have given up on themselves.

And I don't want to hear shit from the Red Sox nation. Even if Boston loses the AL East to the Yankees, they're still going to the playoffs with a wild card spot. The Mets have no safety net.

I feel better now.

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Cameron originally envisioned the Terminator as a small, unremarkable man, giving it the ability to blend in more easily. As a result, his first choice for the part was Lance Henriksen. O. J. Simpson was on the shortlist but Cameron did not think that such a nice guy could be a ruthless killer.

-From the Collector's Edition DVD of The Terminator