Now that Madison Bumgarner and Conor Gillaspie have consigned the Mets to the dusty pages of wild card failures, New York can focus all its attention on the next bit of business.
Football.
Yeah. Thanks loads.
Because Jeurys Familia couldn’t keep a glorified bench player inside the Citi Field fences and the lineup fell prostrate at the hands of a postseason master, a diversion to the area’s two football teams no longer exists. And, brother, could the Jets and Giants have used some relative privacy to straighten out the worsening train wrecks of their seasons.