Unassisted Triple Play-stache

Still sexy.

Girlfriend O’ The Stache and I went to yesterday’s heartbreaking loss to the Phils. Just when it seemed like the Mets might actually pull one off and generate a 9th inning rally to overcome another hair-pulling Oliver Perez meltdown, the improbable — nay, the impossible — happened, and Jeff Francoeur hit into an unassisted triple play. To Eric Bruntlett no less, who’d already bungled two balls in that inning. On a day that Angel Pagan hit two homers, one inside the park and one out of it, an ending this crazy only seemed fitting. But that made it no less depressing. At least we got to cheer for Pedro (who booed? seriously? who are you? die in a plane crash.)

In any case, we hope David Wright is using his concussed time on the disabled list to ponder growing a mustache. Furthermore, we hope that since he’ll be away from the TV cameras for some time he’ll experiment with a little upper-lip follicle action, and upon seeing how awesome it looks he’ll decide to keep it. You never know. It’s not too late. Believe!