Sometimes mother nature gives you an unexpected break. I’m sure the Mets bullpen is pretty thankful right now, including Bobby Parnell.
I imagine there are those that believe it would be more beneficial if Bobby got right back on the horse as soon as possible. My train of thought is he needs to get his mind off things right now. Relax the old noggin.
Maybe go catch a flick. I would recommend that he sees Hop. If watching a movie about a bunny that can shit jelly beans can’t take your mind off of your troubles, nothing can.
Now that I am finished sharing some sage advice, I can get to the real reason why I started this post. Have you ever wondered what people in baseball do with an unexpected off day?
Here are some thoughts:
This one is easy. Read any posts on Midwestropolitan they may have missed due to lame batting practice or dealing with the media.
Another obvious answer here. Terry Collins can now use “playing the game the right way” at home instead of at the ballpark for a change.
I can see it now. He’s playing an intense game of Scrabble with Mrs. Collins and busts out a triple word score and screams, “Now that’s playing the game the right way!! Boo-ya!!” . Was using “Boo-Ya” too much? Reader feedback is always welcome.
THE FRONT OFFICE
They spend the entire night flipping a coin on whether or not to extend Jose Reyes’ contract while recording the results so they can be analyzed using Sabermetrics. Heads we sign him, tails we don’t.
Spend a couple of hours working on his T-shirt gun accuracy. This practice usually involves attempting to shoot t-shirts through open car windows as they fly by on the Queensboro Bridge.
The night typically ends with him cruising for chicks in the bullpen car.
Trying desperately to figure out why Mr. Met is avoiding all of his texts and phone calls while repeatedly muttering to himself, “I mean, seriously, how’s a guy supposed to get his foot in the door in the mascot biz? Damn.”