The Braves can only do one thing consistently well, and that is to be the most streakily inconsistent team I’ve ever had the pleasure or misfortune to root for. They are, I think, in the cold light of day, a bad good team, which is obviously less fun to enjoy than a good bad team. But once in a while, they eat lightning and crap thunder and lay an unholy smackdown that would give a more wistful fan airy notions of what might have been. But for us jaded cynics, it’s just what they do nearly as often as they lose 2-1.
Braves 12, Mets 5
