Black Cat Is Now The Black Bat

The Miracle Mets of '69 had a black cat circle around Ron Santo when they played the Chicago Cubs. We won the World Series that year. Tonight, the Mets actually caught a fucking break for once... thanks in large part to a black bat. Picture this: 5th inning, down 2-0 to the best team (record-wise) in the National League, and having lost three straight games and looking at a fourth as the offense looks dead in the water. Then it happens. Nick Evans gets hit by a pitch, Santana up to bat. Tries to bunt Evans over but fails as he hits the floor having avoided getting hit by the pitch. Then the improbable happens; he hits a grounder to the right side, breaking his bat in the process... which proceeds to stop right in front of the ball and stopping it just enough that Santana reaches 1st base. A few minutes later, the bases are loaded and an RBI single by Wright ties the game as Santana scores from second base. Unbelievable. We add four more in the next inning and Santana pitches a gem until he's taken out after the 8th. Now I'm not saying this is going to propel the Mets to a World Series victory (Shit, I still doubt they will make the playoffs altogether), but if they do somehow win it all I can point to this night as the night everything changed for us.