You can’t even say they went out with a whimper, because a whimper requires a heartbeat and the Mets flatlined this game, same as they’ve flatlined the past 3 ½ months. A whimper produces an actual sound, and across 2 hours and 49 minutes on the last day of this abomination of a season, the Mets were as quiet as a church mouse.

A whimper requires even a minimum amount of oxygen. And in what would have been their last gasp of the season … well, they couldn’t even muster a gasp. They lost 4-0 to the Marlins, who were engaged all game, fist-bumping and glad-handing, playing the part of the baseball team on the field at Miami’s loanDepot Park playing for the pleasure of a playoff spot.

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