When my son woke up Saturday morning, all he wanted to do was talk baseball. He was excited for the game that night. I still feel bad I couldn’t take him (it was too cold). 

Anyway, I asked him what he thought was going to happen during the game. He told me “Murphy homerun”

I asked him about Wright. His response was “No!”  Duda?  “No!”  Murphy? “Homerun, yay!”  I asked him what else was going to happen. His response was “Harvey pitch.”  Pitch he did:

My son took his ever growing baseball knowledge and let me know what was going to happen. On Sunday, he wanted to make signs for the next Mets game. 

  The thing is I don’t have tickets for another game until Game Three of the World Series. Once again, he just might know something that I don’t know.   

This kid is a baseball genius.