Kei's exposition on the evil Twinkies had me hoping for a Tigers victory last night. Alas, after 12 pulse-accelerating innings, Minnesota got one last win for the Metrodome and fully extinguished Detroit's postseason fire. Hey Twins, laugh it up whilst you can...
Carlos Gomez jumping triumphantly; Justin Morneau drowning in victory
On Monday, I got so distracted by Nick Swisher's pinch pitching that I forgot about that other New York baseball team's freak field occurrence! As you can see below, the Mets were cursedblessedsurprised [something-ed] by the appearance of a mangy feral cat during their home opener at Citi Field. (Big props to Kei for reminding me of this.)
THAT CAT WANTS BLOOD! Apparently, the Mets have a long history of feline invasions, most notably when a black cat took the field during a 1969 game against the Chicago Cubs.
The Cubs' Ron Santo Cursed by Black Magic Mets Cat, 1969
That cat did well by the Mets. According to this website:
Ever since the early years of Shea, kittens and cats have been roaming around the field. Some will remember the Chicago Cubs-New York Mets game in 1969, when a black cat scurried across the visiting dugout. The Mets, of course, went on to win the NLDS and World Series that year.
Are the Mets using demon animals to cast evil enchantments on visiting teams?
Evidence against the above statement: they lost Monday's game. Evidence in support of the above statement: they signed Gary Sheffield.
Of course, we all know that black magic mastery takes time and, in the interim, mistakes get made. NEW YORK METS, I AM WATCHING YOU AND IF YOU ATTEMPT TO CURSE DEREK JETER OR IN ANY OTHER WAY HARM THE NEW YORK YANKEES, I WILL BE FORCED TO WEILD MY FORMIDABLE SPELLCASTING POWERS AGAINST YOU.*
*Although my shabby internet skills have prevented me from finding the post on the now defunct Ponytail Junction blog, in which I revealed that I had become possessed by our backyard witch neighbor, it really happened and, as a result, I know magic. Just ask Rachel.