I Captain My Captain
In the bottom of the first, the Mets were down 1-0. My brother and I recalled something Mike Francesa said on the air on Friday. It was along the lines of if David Wright hits a homerun in the bottom of the first, it would blow the proverbial roof off the building. He was right:
He would later add an two run single for a four RBI night:
Last night, he was the player we all loved and believed in. He wasn’t the injured player people wanted benched or moved down in the lineup. He showed why he’s the Captain. With the Mets down 2-0 in the series and 1-0 in the game, he had a huge game.
It’s fitting he came through now. He knows better than anyone on this team how fleeting these chances are. In 2006, he was on a team that was supposed to compete for a decade. It lasted three years. The highlight was a heartbreaking loss at home in Game 7 of the NLCS.
Through the crushing losses, through the lean years, Wright has been here. Cruelly, when they were ready to compete, he has a major back injury. He fought his way to come back. Last night, he might’ve started the comeback.