The year was 1985. I was 22.
I graduated from college. I should’ve been focused on finding my way in the Real World as it was known. I should’ve outgrown baseball. Or downgraded its importance. Or found something else to do.
None of that happened. If anything, I gave myself over to baseball and the Mets in […]
Inane software space limitations force us to bring you Flashback Friday: 1985 in two parts. You may link to Part I if you haven’t seen it. What follows here is the second part.
The Mets were alive, no matter what Newsday had said the day before. Their task was by no means easy, but it was […]
It was different tonight. I turned it on, I alternated between TV and radio, I rooted for us and against them. Just like always.
But it was different. I know I said I’d care, but I didn’t. I neither watched nor listened without distraction. There was a good bit of flipping and a little reading and […]