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It was there OBF!  I saw it!
It might have been a jet, still well at altitude, heading for Portland.  It could have been a satellite.  Heck, it might have been a flash of the street light reflecting off of a bat swooping for bugs.
But the ancients weren't that picky, superstitious as they were: it would clearly have been an omen for them.  And that's good enough for me.  So whatever it was I'm saying it portends well for our M's.
A book about last year's M's might have been titled "Can't Anybody Here Play This Game?" 
Well, actually I stole that from Jimmy Breslin's title for his book about the '62 Mets.
Man, what goes around comes around.
Destiny is blinking again.  Now let's grab it.
Ya' gotta' believe* in amazin'* things!
And in comets/jets/satellites/bats!
Moe