Jun 27th, 2007
It was a hot and clammy night. For once, the breezes off of the bay were welcomed, such as they were. As we were getting off the train, we passed a gentleman in a PUJOLS jersey. “Just don’t,” was my admonition. “It’s too hot.” Or rather, it was too early to begin what would undoubtedly turn into a heckle-fest, brought on by the presence of metal on the hands of the Cardinals and the lack thereof on the hands of the Mets. Ho-hum, is my take. We’re almost at the All-Star break. Your bragging rights are over. Stand and deliver. But, as I am fond of saying, Pot, meet Kettle.… [more]
Jun 26th, 2007
We went down to DiFara’s for dinner on Sunday evening. I felt like getting out of the neighborhood and also wanted to give a financial middle finger to the City of New York for its current crusade against the place. We discuss taking the subway (vetoed), TBF mentions the words BQE (not on a Sunday afternoon), and finally, decide to take the surface streets down. “We’re going right by where Ebbetts Field used to be, you know,” he says. Which I realized, but decide to let him drive and I’ll take the camera. I’ve been there before, but always on the way to or from something that prohibited stopping.… [more]
Jun 26th, 2007
Or, as I like to yell when Mr. Green delivers, LET’S HEAR IT FOR THE JEWS. (Yes, this is recycled from last year. I hope to have many more occasions to do so)… [more]
Jun 24th, 2007
PAUL-LO-DU-CA *clapclapclapclapclap* PAUL-LO-DU-CA *clapclapclapclapclap* PAUL-LO-DU-CA *clapclapclapclapclap* PAUL-LO-DU-CA *clapclapclapclapclap* Standing in the Highline Ballroom, following the game on ESPN, we wondered why the hell “Lo Duca ejected” took, like, 30 minutes. It wasn’t until just now when we got home and fast-forwarded to the 6th inning that we got to enjoy it in all its glory. And we disagreed heartily with Gary’s comments how this wasn’t what the Mets needed right now. I’d say this is *exactly* what the Mets needed right now. … [more]
Jun 23rd, 2007
When I was leaving work today, I informed my coworkers I was off to therapy. They looked vaguely uncomfortable for a minute, this being a borderline overshare – until I took my David Wright jersey out of my bag and put it on and informed them that my therapists were the Mets starting lineup. And I meant it, you know, despite the trials and tribulations it’s still Mets baseball, and I still love going and watching and being part of it. I know that dealing with adversity is part of being a fan, and I know I haven’t taken my knocks as much as you all have, but I also know that part of the privilege of hanging around is being able to bitch when the team isn’t playing up to par.… [more]
Jun 22nd, 2007
Hoping that invoking Dos Carlos will bring back some good luck. PNC Park, 9-17-07.… [more]
Jun 21st, 2007
From The Ballclub: “Dear New York Mets, Enough already.” Text exchange with Coop last night: MG: “Tell your boyfriend to get with the program already.” *OP gets taken out* Coop: “Did you see him throw the glove? En fuego!” MG: “Less glove throwing, more strike throwing.” From Misery Loves Company: “Game 70 – The Clown Car Calling Themselves the New York Mets…” From Metstradamus: “‘Oh the Butcher and the Baker and the people on the street…Where do they go?’ To beat the Mets! At Shea Stadium. Apparently.” Even yesterday, the Twins fans were here on MG, assuring us that we’d have an easier time of it tonight.… [more]
Jun 21st, 2007
I saw the words “GLORY DAYS” on a bus shelter ad in the distance last night and in this house, anything related to Springsteen raises the alarm – but of course we couldn’t see it when we got close enough and had to wait until TBF came home from the game tonight to get the details. While I promised myself to never, ever, EVER use that as a title of a post on this site (it’s a long, long story), it’s relevant here as it’s the title of an upcoming exhibition at the Museum of the City of New York that looks absolutely fantastic.… [more]