This should by no means surprise you, but the New York Mets might be falling apart.

After spending most of the season with a chasmic lead in the National League East, peaking at 10.5 games at the beginning of June, the Mets found themselves in a tie for first place as of Tuesday night. The Atlanta Braves had caught them.

This whole season was supposed to be the year everything turned around under new owner Steve Cohen. After shelling out for Max Scherzer, Starling Marte and Mark Canha and trading for Chris Bassitt, the Mets seemed like a new member of MLB's elite, right up until they had a bad month.

It's not like the team has fallen precipitously; they are 10-11 since Aug. 15 (though injuries for Scherzer and Marte haven't helped). The Braves have just been playing some really good baseball, and Mets fans have seen enough to be understandably trigger-happy with the alarm bells.

One of those fans was legendary comedian Jerry Seinfeld, and in the grand tradition of cranky old men complaining about sports, Seinfeld picked the most fun thing in sight to blame.

"That stupid Trumpet performance" would be the live appearance made by Australian musician Timmy Trumpet, whose song "Narco," co-recorded with Dutch duo Blasterjaxx, has become a viral hit as the entrance music for Mets closer Edwin Diaz.

Amid a career year, Diaz's entrances have brought as much fun as anything to Citi Field, especially when the man behind the trumpet made the trip to Queens last week:

Fun, right? And, at the very least, harmless.

You probably shouldn't need us to tell you that blaming one closer's entrance on a team's broader struggles is a ridiculous thing to do, especially when that closer has a 1.52 ERA and hasn't blown a lead since May. Imagine how cynical you would have to be to watch that video and think "this is too joyful, therefore doom is approaching."

If Seinfeld really believes Diaz entering to a song that fans enjoy is a "celebration," maybe they should just get rid of all walk-up music at Citi Field, so the team doesn't dare have fun while also trying to win. Not when the Mets are still the Mets, where all happiness must eventually be evened out.

Or we could all just take a deep breath and accept that injuries, the Braves' success and baseball's ever-present variance are much more sane, if less eye-catching, factors to blame in a season that is not yet over.