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BOOMER: Alright, Carton, Game 2 in the NLDS — Phillies at Mets, and holy cow, the Mets came out and just laid the smackdown on Philly, 11-2. I mean, you saw it, right?
CARTON: Oh, I saw it, Boomer. And it’s Ricardo Contreras, the first baseman, just absolutely carrying the team. Three hits in three at-bats, a homer, a double, walks, gets hit by a pitch — I mean, this guy’s basically doing everything but pitching the game himself.
BOOMER: Yeah, and you gotta talk about Pedro Alicea — bottom of the fifth, three-run blast, right? That was the dagger, the “don’t even bother showing up tomorrow if you’re Philly” moment.
CARTON: Let’s be honest, Philly’s pitching was… rough. Grubbs and Tolo just couldn’t get anybody out. Combined for 11 runs and 13 hits allowed, 7 earned runs for Grubbs alone — that’s the kind of day that makes you want to throw your glove in the Hudson.
BOOMER: And the crowd, 39,626 at Citi Field — they got what they paid for. A playoff Mets team showing up and reminding everybody who owns New York baseball in October. Phillies? They’re scratching their heads trying to figure out how to get one run per inning, maybe.
CARTON: Game 3 moves back to Philly Thursday, but Boomer, the Mets have all the momentum. Contreras is on fire, Navarro shuts the door after Navarro’s five innings — Mets pitching, Mets hitting, Mets everything. Phillies are lucky they even got two runs.
BOOMER: Yeah, if you’re a Phillies fan, don’t look now — you’re in a 1-1 tie, but you just got punched in the mouth on the road. Mets are smelling blood, Carton, and I like their chances to take this series.
CARTON: And that’s the story in Queens today, folks — Mets come alive, Phillies get dominated, and the NLDS is officially heating up.
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