These last handful of games will take on the character of so many others the Mets have played this late since the Years of the Great Drought.
Meaningless.
Only this time, it’s not a sad, thirsty trudge to the end. Now, they march into the final week-and-a-half with their heads up, shoulders back and all plans to hit the links or track that prized eight-pointer postponed, at least until someone knocks them out of the playoffs.
The NLDS beckons, but not immediately. Until the schedule officially wraps up next Sunday at home against the Nationals, the Mets can exhale.