Time: 8:07. I'm sitting, Joba Chamberlain has left the game in the third inning. This pleases me. A slight relief from reality comes over me.
Reality: Pedro is pitching. In what has turned into the most disappointed Mets season of my young lifetime, Sheadom turns to Pedro Martinez, the visage of a former titan of baseball, the premier Latin American ambassador for this game, and unable to complete a full Major League season in years.
I am glancing at the "k-Dro" poster on my wall. I got it at a game a couple years back. We enthusiastic Picnic area creatures chanted his name hours before first pitch. The shouting stopped, the game began. Our ace went through 5 innings. 4 stikeouts.
Pedro lives, but as a memory? We'll soon find out.
