One game away

The Mets are on the precipice of the World Series.  The focus advice has gone well other than a dismal Giants showing on Monday night, but we must carry on my wayward son,  for there will be a World Series when you are done.    We must sally forth and muster all the focus we can to put away the Cubbies tonight without giving them any hope of a miraculous comeback, as that is all they are now clinging to.  They may bring their primitive chants and superstitions and good luck charms, but they need to be squashed like a bug tonight…  And when those Cubbies are singing take me out to the ball game in the 7th inning,  let them be down 5-1 and heading for the exits…

In the words of Pete Townsend,  you must FACE the Cubs.

Face the Cubs, got to face the Cubs
Face the Cubs, got to face the Cubs

You must have heard the cautionary tales
The dangers hidden on the cul-de-sac trails
From wiser men who’ve been through it all
And the ghosts of Cubs fans spray-canned up on the wall

We’ve got to judge the umps
Got to find the holes
We’ve got to steal the bases
Have to hit the ball down the lines
We must throw the strikes
And run on home
We must take the pitch
And walk to first
Try to place the ball
Where we can face the Royals.
We got to face the media
Try to place the ball
Where we can face the Royals
Face the Cubs, got to face the Cubs.
Face the Cubs, got to face the Cubs.

 

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