In my last post I wrote about how the Mets are such a tease. They lead you along thinking they're going to win only to slam the door of losing in your face.
This got me thinking as yesterday evening I was caught in a constant channel flip between the Mets game 2 against the Rangers and Tiger Woods final round in the U.S. Open. I realized that the Mets are the exact opposite of Tiger Woods in almost every way.
The Mets disappoint, but Tiger doesn't let you down. When Tiger's down you know that he's going to come back. The Mets are down and you know they're going to stay there.
Tiger plays horribly, but finds a way to win. The Mets play great, but find a way to lose. Tiger has mental toughness, the Mets crumble.
Tiger plays with fire in his belly, the Mets just get burned. Tiger causes fear in the eyes of his competition, the Mets are afraid of the competition. When the game is on the line, you're confidant that Tiger will pull through. When the game is on the line, you're surprised when the Mets pull through.
Tiger plays through injuries. The Mets always need an MRI.
The Mets need a little Tiger in them.