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Jun 23rd, 2006

This one’s for Pedro. :)

I know, I have been remiss. We were there on Tuesday and watched on Wednesday and I listened on Thursday (TBF was actually there, the bum). We aren’t going to Fenway but we are going to The Stadium – my first time. Now, that’ll be a post. —–… [more]

Jun 17th, 2006

the boys are back in town

First Friday after the roadtrip. The clock ticked ever so slowly towards the end of the day and at 5 I changed into game gear, waved at my manager (who is also a Mets fan… our server nominclature is, I have just discovered, current and former Mets. Although I have to question the decision to have named a former server Ishii). Everyone is in good spirits. The parking lot is full. The ticket lines are long. The rest of the Tuesday-Friday group in my section are bright-eyed and we talk through the Greek Heritage dancing pre-game about Arizona and LA and Philly.… [more]

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Jun 14th, 2006

welcome to citizens bank park

That was so *not* my favorite moment from last night’s game. The rest of it was just swell, especially for my first out-of-town game! Seriously, I was excited. I just should have gone by myself and done the whole thing from start to finish, but I know people in Philly and was trying to be social. I arrived at Citizens Bank Park by around 5 p.m. I did not have a ticket and I was supposed to be meeting friends for drinks. They were late and by the time I found them (and found the entrance that opened early), I missed batting practice in favor of having a few beers with said Phillies friends.… [more]

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Jun 12th, 2006

mets vs. diamondbacks: the series

I sent TBF a text message at some point during the game informing him that the score was 13-0. He is heads-down studying for tomorrow and as a result, not watching the game. Immediate phone call. “That’s a typo, right?” Me: “No. And the guy with the broom from last year is back.” Last year we enjoyed the gentleman in the front row, wearing Mets regalia, who sat there waving a broom during the last game. In fact, we liked him so much that we toyed with the idea of calling the ballpark in Arizona: “Hello? Can you find the guy in the orange Mets shirt, in the front row, waving the broom?… [more]

Jun 8th, 2006

6-7-06, Mets vs. Dodgers

As I write, the score is 9-6. Up, down. Up, down. Up. (However, Matsui is in the lineup at the moment so this could change at any moment.) Things have been quiet in the MG household lately, due to work-related activities. I have been forced to miss some of the West Coast games (since I had to get up early, and no, we do not have TiVO). I have moved the television into the bedroom so I can watch the rest of this roadtrip and still manage to get something approximating sleep. Cliff Floyd’s twisted ankle made me watch the rest of the game through my fingers because I didn’t want to know or think that it was something serious.… [more]

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May 31st, 2006

5-30-06, Mets vs. Diamondbacks

Really, it was supposed to be a different kind of game. Wasn’t it? *sigh* Soler just couldn’t seem to find – well, find ANYTHING tonight. Although I was at batting practice this afternoon, Milledge hadn’t arrived yet, so I can’t tell you anything more about him beyond the fact that I liked his vibe, as nebulous as that might sound. We’ll see how this plays out, and what happens with X when he returns. Honestly, the highlight of the day was getting my photo taken with Mr. Met and some of the shots I got at BP – no action shots, mostly candids, stuff like this (my favorite): And if I had to vote for a Boyfriend Of The Game, it would be Mr.… [more]

May 30th, 2006

Mets vs. Arizona, game 1

This game was a turning point for me because I didn’t spend half the game watching it with my hands over my eyes. We’ll come back, TBF is always text-messaging me, their bullpen is shit or heart of the batting order up next, no worries. Tonight I was much more even-keeled about things, which scared the cat a hell of a lot less. Mr. Floyd’s slump was officially over a week ago, but he is rounding the curve big time right now. It is a joy to see. And, of course, Agent #005, DW, my jersey’s namesake – what isn’t there to say?… [more]

May 23rd, 2006

May 23, 2006: Mets vs. Phillies

So now, as TBF puts it, the concept of Triple Happiness (Mets win, Braves lose, Yankees lose) has changed with the advent of the Phillies in the 1-2-3 running. Rivals now, and it will not likely be so friendly in Shea Stadium South for the rest of the year. We thought it would be an interesting game, but not that, once again, I would be walking out of Shea Stadium five hours later. I had, luckily, made an executive decision that I would be driving to Tuesday games from now on (the connecting train is bearable on Friday, but mid-week unnecessarily long and tiring).… [more]

May 21st, 2006

SUBWAY SERIES 2006

It was, at once, less epic and more epic than I imagined it would be And I mean “epic” in the traditional definition of the word: Webster puts it as “extending beyond the usual or ordinary especially in size or scope”. It was David vs. Goliath, it was the underdogs triumphing against evil. The Mets spent the previous week downplaying the entire series which was a colossally right thing to do, because the mindfuck would have otherwise overpowered them to the point where the MFY’s would have triumphed. You can say it’s just another game, that interleague play is stupid at this point, but in a town like New York, which has a cross-town sports rivalry that DOES NOT EXIST ANYWHERE ELSE IN THE COUNTRY (don’t start.… [more]

May 14th, 2006

Mets vs. Brewers, the weekend series

It is Friday night, and I am itching because the Mets are on the road and the only way I can see them is if I walk down to the Turkey’s Nest, and while there are women who visit this particular bar on their own, I am not one of them. I pick up the phone. I call Time Warner Cable. I make inquiries. I decline and hang up the phone. 15 minutes later I do it again. “If I order SNY now, how long do I have to wait before I have it?” “You’ll have service before you hang up the phone.” That did it.… [more]