Comments on: Taking Down the Molina Crime Family

By: Anonymous

Anonymous — Thu, 03 Jul 2008 06:42:28 +0000

My most recent totally denied by a bartender experience came a month ago, when I was in New Orleans and Santana was pitching against the Dodgers on that horribly scheduled ESPN night game on the first of June. It was cool, but it kind of wasn't cool. I went into the sports bar at Harrah's–the friggin casino, where you might expect that sports would be betted on. And half of their 30 TVs were tuned to LSU playing in the College World Series regionals, and the other half were tuned to the Zephyrs playing some team in Arkansas. Figueroa was pitching and I swear to God the bartender could not have given a lesser shit about changing one television set over to the Mets game. Who knows? Maybe some crazy AV genius has Harrah's New Orleans wired up with a total of two cable boxes.
I finally had an old lady bartender in the no smoking section of the casino take sympathy on me and switch over one TV in the corner near the Poker Showdown Wannabes. But it was cool. All three teams won that night–convincingly.
Tonight, though, dude, I do not care that we lost and I do not care about the box score or how mediocre Martinez looked in the first. The Mets are back and this lineup is making me feel it.

By: Anonymous

Anonymous — Wed, 02 Jul 2008 23:47:57 +0000

Thanks indeed for DVR.
I was able to replay Tatis whacking Ollie in the nuts over and over again – enough times to drive my wife out of the room.

By: Anonymous

Anonymous — Wed, 02 Jul 2008 21:14:33 +0000

In Penn Station several weeks ago, Stephanie and I were about to stop in at Tracks when I noticed the big screen was devoted to YES (no Yankee game was even on, just The White Shadow). I insisted on heading to the Amtrak side and found another place with a train-sounding name that had the Mets on. So we ate there.
The next day Stephanie was sick from its food. And I felt really badly…that she got sick. But not about the impetus for the decision.
All due respect to my man Olbermann, no way a a television should tuned to MSNBC over a Mets game in a bar in New York (or anywhere).

By: Anonymous

Anonymous — Wed, 02 Jul 2008 21:07:43 +0000

Come to think of it, I never bought Gustavo's plaintive insistence of “no relation.” Maybe he… flipped?

By: Anonymous

Anonymous — Wed, 02 Jul 2008 21:03:16 +0000

The biggest bar insult to Met fans happened to me on April 6, 2007. I was meeting someone at Penn Station, but got there 45 minutes early. I figured, “I'll have a few drinks at TGI Fridays and watch the game.” So I go in and try to find a spot near a TV w/ the Met game, and what do I see? 3 TVs showing the Yankees, a TV showing the Knicks, a TV Showing the Rangers/Devils game, a TV showing boxing, and a TV showing MSNBC.
MSNBC? Really?! Indeed. With the sound off. Instead of the Mets. After seeing all the Yankee/Budweiser rah-rah banners all over the walls, I got the message and haven't gone back since.
That night I found comfort in Tracks, down near the McDonalds, where the Met game was on TV and Yuengling was on tap. While I was getting a buzz watching Ollie own the Braves, TGI Stupid Fridays got to watch the Yanks lose to the Orioles. Good times.
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Are you kidding me TGI Fridays?!?!? MSNBC OVER THE METS?!? I'm still sour over this…

By: Anonymous

Anonymous — Wed, 02 Jul 2008 20:02:21 +0000

Out at a bar for a former boss's going-away party last night. Bar had five TVs, all of which were showing the fucking Yankees. I was drunk enough to be borderline-homicidal about this. Seething, I asked if ONE of the TVs could be tuned to the Mets game. Bartender said to give her a minute, which stretched on to 10 and then 15. I gave up and drank beer on the patio, texting Google for scores and peering irritably through the front window now and again, until the Rangers got done beating the Yankees and they switched over to SNY. Walked into the bar and a second later saw Sanchez go down in a heap.
Given all the above, I have to keep reminding myself that they won.

By: Anonymous

Anonymous — Wed, 02 Jul 2008 19:47:33 +0000

Excellent advice.

By: Anonymous

Anonymous — Wed, 02 Jul 2008 19:39:26 +0000

Totally. Criminal mastermind deluxe.

By: Anonymous

Anonymous — Wed, 02 Jul 2008 16:59:09 +0000

After Chavez got caught in a run-down after a wild pitch and the Mets were trailing 3-1, I turned the game off (like probably most Met fans did). I later turned the game back on and TO MY SHOCK found the Mets ahead 7-3. St. Louis scored twice before I went into a shower but my better half was still watching the game and QVC at the same time (split screen). Although she didn't hear the SNY audio, as I turned off the water she yelled out that Sanchez was hurt. I ran into the living room dripping wet and saw there was a commercial break. Thank heaven for DVR – rewound the hard drive, first saw Duaner walking off on his own, then went back to the point where he got hit.
Good thing I didn't slip on any soap when first hearing the news.

By: Anonymous

Anonymous — Wed, 02 Jul 2008 15:36:12 +0000

Figures.
I went to bed when Feliciano replaced Heilman in the 7th and missed all this.
No mention of it at all on the radio this morning…