So I didn’t make it very far last night. The last thing I remember Wilmer Flores grounded out to end a rally, and Noah Syndergaard was throwing his first pitch in the bottom half of the inning. I was then out like a light. I’m sure a younger version of me was severely disappointed in me. 

In any event, I woke up around 3 AM with the gray screen from the television on. At that point, I knew the game was over. There was no epic extra innings battle featuring Bartolo Colon getting the game-winning hit while Eric Campbell became a Mets hero by coming in and recording the save. 

No, as I would find out, it was just a normal run of the mill game. There’s an inherent beauty in that, but no one will be talking about it for generations to come. Or perhaps it will. Maybe, just maybe, we will remember this game as the last game Syndergaard ever lost in 2016 . . . or ever. 

Until such time, we know Syndergaard lost his second game of the year despite allowing two earned runs. We know Drew Pomeranz had a good curveball working, and he shut down the Mets lineup. We know Tim Teufel sent Asdrubal Cabrera in the seventh, and he was nailed at the plate. We know the Mets lost their second game in a row, and they snapped their streak of six consecutive series wins. 

I know this because I caught Mets Fast Forward this morning. If you’ve never watched, they condense a Mets game into an hour. It’s a good way to catch up.  It’s more entertaining than reading a game recap . . . well, more entertaining than a game recap written on another site.  Unfortunately, something gets lost in translation. 

You miss the little things. You miss some of the lesser at bats where maybe you see why a batter is struggling. You sometimes miss how a pitcher either falls into a pattern or is changing his attack from batter to better. You miss most of the excellent calls of Gary, Keith, and Ron (no Keith last night). In essence, you lose a feel for the game. You lose the ebbs and flows. You miss the cadence that makes each game unique. 

With that said, I couldn’t make the full game with the 10:40 start. Not after staying up until 1:00 A.M. for the prior game. Not after dragging myself out if bed at 5:30 A.M. the next day. I tried and failed. With that said, Mets Fast Forward was a welcome sight. Too bad it’s not a viable option next week.