Now, it’s Noah Syndergaard‘s turn to feel the wrath of the New York Mets injury bug.
I mean, why not? The bug doesn’t have a prejudiced bone in its soul. Last week, it crept up on the skin of Yoenis Cespedes. Last year, it got to the steady and ever-reliable Jacob deGrom. For years, its haunted Matt Harvey‘s dreams. Instead of the Dark Knight symbol beaming in Gotham’s skies, it’s been that pesky red-injury cross peeking through the clouds.
David Wright is an entirely different story we simply can’t cover right now.