Who the heck do these guys think they are?

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Jose Reyes celebrates after scoring one of the Mets' 16 runs last night in their  win over Detroit.

Do you remember the theme song from the Twilight Zone? That unmistakable, droning music followed by "Your next stop -- The Twilight Zone." Well it's all that I've heard in my head as I've watched the Mets over the past few days, especially during last night's 16-9 win over the Tigers.

The team has had a downright absurd offensive surge over its last four games, scoring a franchise record 52 runs over the four-game stretch, which has included 69 hits. With last night's win the Mets have won their last three series, two coming against AL division leading teams, Texas and Detroit.

For a change, everything seems to be going the Mets' way. It's as if all of the bad karma this team has had over the last four seasons has suddenly taken a 180 degree turn for the better, hence the Twilight Zone theme song on repeat in my head.

Take Tuesday night's 14-3 drubbing of the Tigers, for instance. The Mets, who hadn't hit a grand slam in nearly two years and had been victimized by 18 grand slams in that span, hit not one -- but two slams in consecutive innings, as Jason Bay and Carlos Beltran both went yard with the bases drunk.

Again with the Twilight Zone music.

It almost feels wrong. Well, not really.

Let's remember, I'm not some unabashed homer here either. I'll be the first to rip the Mets and their owner Fred Wilpon when appropriate, and I often enjoy it. (Sadly, I find it therapeutic and cathartic). But when things are going as shockingly well as they have over the past four games, I can't help but sit back, enjoy the way this team is pimp smacking the ball all over the field and give a nice little golf clap to my guy Terry Collins & Co.

Their offense has been relentless and they're churning out hits at a rate I've never seen. It really is something to watch.

I was even getting all pumped up during tonight's game, as the team inexplicably continued to fire on all cylinders offensively. Led by Jose Reyes, all the Mets do lately is score early, score often, and even score late.

After reliever Tim Brydak gave up a two-run dinger in the seventh inning, the Mets' lead was trimmed to 10-8. But Daniel Murphy, Angel Pagan and Ruben Tejada answered by driving in six more runs in the next two innings to put this game out of reach.

SNY announcer Gary Cohen even jokingly compared these Mets to the Murderers' Row Yankees of 1927 during last night's game. I'm not even sure Ruth, Gehrig and crew had a four-game outburst quite like the one the Mets have had. (Sorry, STATS, Inc. isn't on the payroll).

There's no offense in the Major Leagues that's nearly as hot as the Mets are right now. But even as I sit here writing about how great the team looks, I don't have any delusions of grandeur (just yet) about the Mets making the playoffs, as a certain orange and blue fan I know does. I'm not going to name names here, but his name may or may not rhyme with Barry Pillanova.

Tomorrow the Mets look to continue their torrid offensive play against AL Cy Young hopeful Justin Verlander, so it will come as no surprise if the team suddenly cools off.

Regardless of what happens, the last few days have been an historic stretch for the Amazins. Not to mention pretty fun for us fans.