Sooooo the Mets landed in Colorado last night in the middle of a snowstorm for their series with the Rockies. That's right, a God damn snowstorm. It's only April 15, and this is already one of the weirdest seasons I can recall.
First, we had Opening Day canceled hours before first pitch due to COVID concerns. Then that turned into the entire opening series. Then the Mets started a game for a whopping half of an inning that was then suspended due to rain. Then the next game was rained out. Then another rainout three days later. Now, we get a snowstorm upon arrival that doesn't look like it's going anywhere before Friday's game.
Oh, and that's not even counting GameStop non-sense, Portnoy vs Cohen on Twitter, shirtless Mickey Callaway, Jed Lowrie's grievance revelation and the list goes on and on.
Did I say it's only April 15 already?
The worst part of all this is deGrom is slated to take the bump. The guy just can't catch a break. He's competing against the opposing lineup, the METS lineup, the METS bullpen AND Mother Nature. Yet another thing to chalk onto his Hall of Fame resume.
Just when things were going well. You just knew it couldn't last. Three-game winning streak with deGrom due next in the rotation? Let's toss some water on those hot bats and sprinkle in some snow to make sure they are truly cooled off for a deGrom start.
If deGrom doesn't get any run support in this outing, he should be permitted to hit each teammate in the face with a 100 MPH yellow snowball to the face. Those are the rules.
What's next for the Mets is anyone's guess. Hollywood shakes their heads at the storylines that come out of Queens. Ya can't make this shit up.
The bright side to this weekend? Polar Bear Pete is back in his element.
P.S.: Why do they even bother scheduling Rockies home games the first few weeks in April?