Baseball Is Gay

Writing about baseball and other stuff as a dumb gay guy.

Category: New York Mets

  • The Year of Luigi

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    Hey there. It’s been a minute. This is the part where you probably expect me to be a bit coy and rhetorically ask if anything big happened in the news while I was away. Let’s not do that. Two big things happened: the Mets signed Clay Holmes and Griffin Canning. Okay, I had to make… Read more

  • O Canada

    The Mets are done, but the ride was worth it. You can read many wonderful pieces about their majestical run. I don’t have anything to say that more professional sportswriters haven’t already said. I am sad that it ended, but so glad that it happened. That about sums it up. What I’m thinking about today… Read more

  • The Words Escape You

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    I am trying to write about the last few days, and it feels like a futile endeavor. I last wrote about the supernatural, the specters and demons of history that can haunt a team. Now, it only feels appropriate to talk about the future, about possibilities. Francisco Lindor will be 37 years old in 2031,… Read more

  • Exorcisms on the Diamond

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    I did not see The Exorcist until I was in high school. I watched it in a film history class on a TV suspended in the corner of the room, evoking the hospital rooms that the young and possessed Regan finds herself in throughout the first half of the film. Last year a very forgettable… Read more