Wednesday's loss to the Padres was bizarre for off-the-field reasons.
Thursday's game made you feel better about all that, then crushed you to bits, as only the Mets can.
And it was all going so well, too.
The team came out firing behind a first inning sacrifice fly and some great pitching from John Niese, who continues to warrant his position in the rotation, even if Mets fans don't want to admit it.
Curtis Granderson played some amazing defense all night, not to mention going 2-4 at the dish with a double and a 3-run homer. Juan Uribe hit his first home run as a Met. Ruben Tejada drove in a run with a 2-out single.
At 7-1 in the 6th inning, it was all done and dusted, or so we thought.
But then Niese began to struggle, and he came out after just 6 innings. The up-and-down Bobby Parnell quickly loaded the bases in the 7th and handed the ball to Hansel Robles, who allowed Derek Norris to smack a grand slam, making it 7-5.
After new Met Tyler Clippard held things down in the 8th, things got really strange.
I was watching the game in Manhattan as it poured down in midtown, not really understanding how it wasn't raining only a few miles away in Citi Field. It wasn't raining, until closer Jeurys Familia retired the first two batters of the 9th inning.
And then the heavens opened.
After a 45-minute rain delay, play began again. Two quick, quick singles, then an absolute MOONSHOT through the rain to deep center by (soon to be Met?) Justin Upton.
8-7 Padres. Another rain delay.
Familia was two strikes away from closing the game up, sending the Mets into a weekend series with the Nationals feeling pretty good about things despite the hectic week. Nearly three hours later, the game resumed, and the Mets were set down in order in the bottom of the 9th. Game over.