I got to get something off my chest, deke. Go ahead. And I want to be calm when I say this. So I love, I love fans. I'm a fan. We're all fans. And we love sports. I love sports. We love sports. And so yesterday afternoon, because the Yankees had a day game, I was lucky enough to take my four-year-old son, Spence, and even my wife to the Mets game against the Guardians.

Almost all history.

Almost all history, Tick.

Absolutely.

And we'll talk about the Mets issues coming up, I promise.

But I'm watching this near no-hitter.

I'm explaining it to my son who had zero interest in it until the ninth inning.

He's four.

He was distracted by everything else.

And I'm disgusted like every other Met fan.

I wasn't booing, but there was a lot of booing yesterday afternoon.

Fine.

I'm not going to lecture people about that.

But here is what really pissed me off.

And it's almost been 24 hours, and I got to get over it, but I'm still angry at my fellow

Met fans.

That's right. I'm angry at my fellow Met fans.

When Gavin Williams, the pitcher for the Guardians, gave up the home rent of Soto,

stayed in the game, issued a walk, got it out, and was pulled, okay?

With two outs in the ninth inning, he got a standing ovation from MetFans.

What's wrong with that?

What's right with that, T.

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