Forget how it ends: What the Mets have done these past few weeks is one of the rare things we ever see around here, which is to take a season that had already been helplessly, hopelessly given up on and inject it with real hope, real life.
We have written plenty about the ’73 Mets, who went from last place in the NL East on Aug. 30 all the way to Game 7 of the World Series, and they are the patron saints of these lost causes. But every now and then, they produce heirs, in baseball and elsewhere, that remind us: Whenever you think it’s totally irrational to wait for the big winning streak to salvage the season …… sometimes it’s not so irrational.