I’m feeling better. Who isn’t? Santana’s the best. So is Reyes. And so is Wright. I’d be tempted to say that that was the game that turned us around. But I’d have to lose a few more brain cells to say that. We did good tonight. We must do good tomorrow. Everything is one day at a time. I’m going tomorrow night, to sit in the picnic area at Shea (for the first time) at the Goodbye to Shea event that my fellow Mets author Matt Silverman is sponsoring. Matt still has a few tickets available so visit his site if you want to be a part of it. And if you’re going, I’ll see you there.