I went to Wednesday's game, thinking a Fish win in a series finale was a sure thing. Oh, well...
Great game, lousy result. The contrast from the no-hitter last week to this 11-inning affair that literally was lost off the ends of the fingertips was poignant.
The crowd seemed really into it, and chants from Mets fans were routinely shouted down, at least until the final out.
I spied Loria, sitting next to the Fish dugout. At one moment I saw him chatting with Girardi, whatever that means. Loria was sitting next to this lithe young thing, which I'm guessing is the latest piece of his collection. She disappeared after 9 innings, and so did he after the Mets took the lead in the 11th.
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