Thanks to Kevin for taking over the blog on my night off. He did a good job, and it was a nice touch using the “Wild Thing” photo.
I tuned in for a few innings. Watched Oliver Perez’s meltdown. Tonight, he was the bad Oliver Perez. All that talk about him turning it around … well, not yet. What we saw tonight we will see again. That’s who he is. Hot and cold. You just hope he’s hot on the days he’s pitching when you are at Shea or when you pay to see him or bet on him.
If you can’t sleep, try counting Perez’s pitches outside the strikezone. No, that will probably keep you up. If that’s the case, what’s on your mind?