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Half-Way, Half-Full

Published on July, 16 2010

We are at the halfway mark to the 2010 baseball season. When I was watching SNY before the start of last night's Mets-Giants game, a headline came up in regards to the Mets season thus far "The glass is half full". I woke up this morning to see the score 2-0 Giants. My boys blew it.

The NY Mets are in second place, five games back from the Atlanta Braves, and despite great strides forward, still searching. Desperately trying to figure out what it is going to take to get to that next level, to surpass the Braves and take over the NL East.  Be it pitching, be it offense, something is most certainly standing between the Metropolitans and the consistency it takes to stay on top. Man, I just can't believe it....Here we go with the Braves again!

It is something you should never do, but without fail, you always look to find yourself inside of your favorite sports club. A cell in an organism that breathes for a championship. When this connection is there, and you look to your team as a mirror, their loss becomes your loss. Deep seated. I ask myself time and time again, am I the NY Mets and what is it going to take to find a way to win? I want desperately for my team to turn it around, to inspire me to turn it around. I've looked upon baseball oh so many times as a distraction from my own personal issues, but also a reminder of what I have to do to get past. It is probably a terrible approach because it creates all too much conflict. It can be highly effective as you learn champions are not born overnight, it is not a sprint but a marathon,  and also ineffective at the same time as you realize that prolonged slumps can kill all hope and thrust upon your shoulders more of the same. Frustrations, a lost season, going through the motions knowing that to taste a title you will have to wait till next season.

As so much has happened for myself, for this film in the past year, I am faced with my own personal assessment. What do I need to win? I to am at the halfway mark. Today I reached what seems to be the dead center of a feature film draft for Mamma, and I am hoping all to hell that second half comes on like a fever. I feel that I have made my trades, and revamped my roster for a playoff birth. I made the modifications to combat stagnation and lost time. New schedule, new writing space. I am good to go to compete. Unfortunately, you can know that you tried your best, but you always have to consider that sometimes the opposition is stronger. Are the Braves just stronger than the Mets. Will life and writers block come back to kick me in the chest again? Not sure. Right now, all I can do is show up and play the games...everyday. Right now it's all that I've got. Unfortunately for me, there is no Wildcard. I am out for the series. Nothing less.