Listening To Gary, Keith, And Ron Announce A Mets Game On MLB: The Show And Roast The Astros Was Fucking Beautiful

Goddamn that sent the dopamine and maybe a little bit of blood to all the right places. I am slowly beginning to realize that I don't enjoy miss all that much about the New York Mets. Instead I love everything surrounding baseball and the New York Mets. The announcers, the fans, the fatalism of #MetsTwiter, and most of the Mets players. 

But the actual day-to-day and sometime minute-to-minute rollercoaster that comes with rooting for the Mets during games is for the birds. Seeing the Mets offense stall out for Jacob deGrom for roughly the 100th time made me remember why I am perfectly fine with this never-ending rain delay. Because while the highs are sweet, the rock bottom lows as the entire baseball world laughs at you drives me BONKERS. 

Despite all that, hearing Gary, Keith, and Ron shoot the shit for a few hours and tossing a couple of ounces of shade directly at the Astros made my soul smile for the first time in a month. Remember when everyone at the internet was angry at the Astros instead of just life sucking? Simpler times. Just like how much fun we would have waiting for Keith to say something inappropriate or sigh that he would have to work the dream job of millions of people for a little while longer because a game went to extras or looking to see what Gary did with his pen after a big hit by the Mets late in the game. I know it sounds crazy, but if GKR did every game the rest of the season, I feel like I could trick my brain into thinking its the real thing. It wouldn't be as good or satisfying. But it would do the job, like when you are forced to eat frozen yogurt instead of ice cream.

P.S. I know this game occurred two nights ago but it was a simulation and time doesn't actually exist during the quarantine anyway.