When Brandon Nimmo sent Masahiro Tanaka’s second pitch of the Queens evening into the right-field stands, you thought this time, maybe this time, it would be different.
That this time, maybe this time, Phil Connors would not step into the puddle after becoming reacquainted with Ned Ryerson.
But no. The old movie continues to play on a loop. The Mets cannot score more than a singular run a game. Jacob deGrom cannot win a game regardless of the brilliance he brings to the mound. Over and over and over again.
The only thing missing is Sonny and Cher warbling “I got you, babe,” over the Citi Field sound system as the downtrodden Mets awaken daily to the same old nightmare.