For everyone that missed the final play of the game (Warning: NSFW).
There is no place for that type of violence anywhere in sports let alone baseball. *Turns on Joe Buck voice* What a DISGUSTING act by Anthony Bass! Do I wish Michael Conforto hit the ball with the giant piece of wood on his shoulder instead of the smallest shred of his elbow protecter? Of course. But Mike said it best:
I know there are plenty of people crying foul about how Michael Conforto didn't exactly try to get out of the way of a slider that traveled faster than light. But I am not apologizing to a fucking SOUL for that win because I've seen the Mets lose so many times where that call goes against them. I guarantee if that pitch was changed to a strike after a review, Pete Alonso pops out to the edge of the warning track, Jeurys Familia gives up 5 runs in the top of the 10th where a runner starts on 2nd, and the Citi Field faithful are going back to their lives with tears in their eyes.
But that was the old Mets, the Wilpon Mets. This is the new Mets, the Steve Cohen #BlackEdge Mets that do whatever it takes to win Mets and I love it even if everyone hates us. I didn't see anybody complaining when laws and unwritten rules were being violated.
No matter what you thought of Michael Conforto's gritty way to win the game, you cannot deny just how majestic Jeff McNeil's birthday bomb, bat flip, and flow was that started the comeback.
If you thought the Mets were dangerous before, just wait until Luis Rojas finds out he can play Jeff McNeil and Dom Smith together every single day. Taijuan Walker pitched up to the level of his awesome name, the bullpen didn't buttfuck us, and EdWIN Diaz walked away with the W on a wonderful Opening Day.
NOW HIT THE MUSIC!
HIT IT AGAIN!
HIT IT ONE MORE MOTHERFUCKING TIME!
NOW HIT IT IN THE MCU!!!
2 down, 94 to go. #96ers #LFGmotherfuckingM