Out of all the things I've ever cunceled…out of all the times I've threatened and promised to kill myself…this one hurts the most. I can't even believe it. Like obviously as a cursed Mets fan, I can believe it. As a matter of fact, we all kind of expected it. Life in Flushing is just waiting for the other shoe to drop. Just waiting for the bad news to come.
But I really thought this one was different. I really did. All the Generation K jokes. All the “in 5 years he'll be in Pinstripes” jokes. I really thought Harvey was gonna be the one to overcome all the bullshit. Kid is the real deal. As good as it gets.
And then boom. Torn UCL. The cornerstone of this franchise along with David Wright. The ace of this staff loaded with your arms. One of the most talented pitchers in baseball. All in doubt. Best case scenario is no surgery, obviously. Most realistic scenario is TJ surgery and he doesn't pitch again for a fucking year. Just absolutely devastating. Monumentally bad news. The saddest I've been since the 07 Collapse.
Thoughts and motherfucking prayers for that fucking elbow.