dear mets -

it may have slipped your attention that i have been feeling under the weather these last few days. that's understandable--i know you are busy. and yet, there i was, cheering you on. i stuck it out when you lost, i heckled and cheered when you won. i was ready for today's game to decide the series.

were you? don't you know i have to leave the house tomorrow? i have to face gloating spankmee fans. and what's worse? the yankmees didn't win...no, no. you handed it to them. you just bobbled and bungled it until there was nothing left.

and i made snacks. lots of snacks. there were veggies and dip. and nachos. not just boring nachos, but layers and layers of meat and cheese and veggies. and i did not make an error. nope, i did not burn the meat or overcook the food. i did not bobble my soda or overthrow when i passed the salsa.

no, because unlike you i did not let everyone down today.

i am very disappointed in you. you just go and think about that.

thank you.