So the Mets have won five straight from the Yankees and the Phillies. They shut out the Phillies for three full games, something they haven’t done since 1969 and something that has only happened six times in the last 20 years.

My baseball-fueled mood swings are pathetic. When the Mets win like this, everything improves. Food tastes better, body aches subside, and the Metro North train from Westchester appears swamped with gorgeous women eager to smile at me. I recognize that it’s all in my mind, but I can’t separate the authentic from the surreal and awesome. I am the Crown Prince of Utopia: The Mets just shut out the Phillies — the big, bad, stupid Phillies — for 27 straight innings.

Last night, when SNY’s cameras caught Johan Santana and Hisanori Takahashi holding baseballs and discussing their craft, I almost choked up a little. It’s the type of thing I’d ignore or just shrug at if the Mets were losing but when they’re going like this, it’s devastatingly beautiful: Here’s a guy from the mountains of Venezuela and a guy from Tokyo sitting in a dugout in New York communicating fluently, sharing knowledge. That’s amazing.

But despite all that and no matter how spectacular the Mets have looked this past week, we must remember to temper our enthusiasm or we’ll drive ourselves batty. This is still a team with big holes in its lineup and question marks in the back of its rotation. Sure, Takahashi and R.A. Dickey showed this week that they’re at least capable of pitching in ways that John Maine and Oliver Perez apparently are not, but neither is a known quantity. Upgrades for certain, but certainly not certain things.

And the Phillies are not as bad as they looked this week. (That might not be possible.) The Phillies still feature mostly the same lineup that steamrolled the N.L. East and they’re still in first place. They’ve got some question marks in their rotation and bullpen too, but what happened these last three games is more likely a reflection of randomness than the Phillies falling apart. Too many of their best hitters hit a rough stretch at the same time, they matched up with a hot team, and they embarrassed themselves. These things happen in baseball. Not often to these extremes, but they happen.

The Mets will allow some runs again, and they’ll lose a few more games too. Probably Jerry Manuel’s seat will heat up again and there’ll be more closed-door meetings and front-office votes of confidence and all that nonsense. Things will not always be this great.

But for now, I’m content to pretend they will be. Let’s look at the damn bright side for once. The Mets just shut out the Phillies for three straight games. There’s fortune involved, like there always is in baseball. But the lingering thrill is real. Suck it down, Philadelphia. And way to destroy your awesome beard, Jayson Werth.