Let’s talk about Thursday night in Los Angeles, where the Mets fumbled what could’ve been a solid win and turned it into a classic “How did that happen?” moment that Mets fans are all too familiar with.
It’s the eighth inning. The Mets are clinging to a slim lead over the Dodgers. The tension is thick. You’ve got runners on the corners, one out, and Andy Pages at the plate. He hits a routine grounder to third. Brett Baty—solid field, clean scoop—fires it to home to stop the tying run. Smart move. Until it wasn’t.
Mets Wild Sequence at the Plate
The throw? In the dirt. Francisco Alvarez, the catcher, scrambles to find it as it bounces up awkwardly. Then, in a flash of athletic reflex, pitcher Reed Garrett snatches it out of the air like he’s auditioning for Cirque du Soleil. But as Garrett lunges to tag the runner, he collides—full-force—with Alvarez, who’s still blind to where the ball even went. Will Smith slides in safely, and just like that, a fragile Mets lead evaporates into LA night air.
Here’s what happened:
Mets Mayhem Turns Into Dodger Delight
It didn’t stop there. Because, of course, it didn’t. A few batters later, former Met Michael Conforto stepped up with ice in his veins and an RBI single that gave the Dodgers a 6–5 edge. Talk about poetic justice or cruel irony, depending on which dugout you’re in. Conforto’s hit was the kind that twists the knife just a little deeper for New York.
Ninth Inning Nails the Coffin
Dodgers reliever Tanner Scott took the mound in the ninth and said, “Nope, not today.” A clean inning with no drama, and the Mets were sent packing with another brutal loss—this time self-inflicted.
Look, this wasn’t your typical error—it was a domino effect of panic and poor execution that gifted LA a rally. The Mets didn’t just misplay a throw. They misplayed the moment. And in a game of inches, that’s all the Dodgers needed.
