An extended weekend in San Francisco and the Mets walk away from the Bay area taking 3 out of 4 coming back to win in each of their 3 victories.
Sunday night's game was a polar opposite to the first 3 games of the series as the Mets struggled at the plate.
It would be easy for me to harp on the fact that the Mets left 12 runners on base Sunday night and couldn't score a single one of them. I could go on about how the Mets had the bases loaded and no one out in the 2nd inning and couldn't score a measly run.
I could wax poetic about the Mets total and utter failure in the 8th inning to take advantage of 2nd and 3rd and no one out only to walk away empty handed. I should whine about how Mike Pelfrey pitched admirably for the second straight game, but got zero help from his offense.
But let's remain positive. David Wright has found his stroke. Beltran continues to be the ghost of John Olerud. Except for Sunday, the Mets are hitting with runners in scoring position. They supported Johan Santana for the first time this year. The bullpen has been as solid as Gibraltar.
So I'm going to try and focus on the positives, although it goes against every fiber of my being. Serenity now.
On to Los Angeles.