They gave us quality-mounted canvas prints of a photo taken at the first game Shea Stadium ever hosted. It’s the reason I snapped up tickets in January, the reason I schlepped my stubborn cold and a hundred or so tissues to Citi Field Saturday night. I wanted the Mets to remind me of Shea.
Oh, they [...]
He was a Met — maybe he didn’t perform to the standards we set for him or to our satisfaction of what we decided he could be, but he was one of ours. He went out there and he did his best. Then one day he was gone and we could only imagine the damage [...]
In honor of the 50th anniversary of the opening of Shea Stadium, I thought I’d reprint my post from April 17, 1964, in case you missed it the first time around.
Well, you can’t say it isn’t big. Or bright. They said it would be both and it surely is.
I’m just not sure it feels like [...]
“A diamondback without venom is a belt.”
Points to our pal Metstradamus for the line of the series and an unsparingly accurate take on the National League’s Arizona franchise.
As a lifelong Mets fan, I’m well acquainted with terrible baseball, and the Diamondbacks are supplying it by the truckload right now. I’ve been listening to Howie and [...]
Definitely a blowout. Something like a laugher. Never in doubt.
The Mets scored three runs before Bronson Arroyo threw 15 pitches. Then I drifted off under the influence of Coricidin Cough & Cold. When I woke up, the Mets were ahead, I think, 7-0. I missed four runs? I guess I could’ve been sore (and achy) [...]
On a night when I felt like Gary Cohen sounded and the Diamondbacks played, the Mets overcame the most miserable Monday malady imaginable: the loss of two outfielders, one of whom is very good and the other of whom presumably sooner or later will be.
They persevered to a 7-3 victory, thanks to Zack Wheeler holding [...]
They hit ’em out of Anaheim. They hit ’em into Los Angeles. They hit ’em until geographic borders were obliterated.
They scored 14 times. They were Ram-tough in Orange County as if they still had a team there that takes the field in blue and yellow. It was such a thorough thumping of New Yorkers that [...]
My deepest apologies to anybody who wanted and expected to turn in no later than midnight Saturday after a calmly resolved 6-3 Mets win over the Angels, one saved without incident by Jose Valverde. Don’t blame Valverde for the three-batter sequence that commenced with two out and nobody on in the bottom of the ninth, [...]
Can we talk about the Angels?
I’ll grant you that the entire AL West is essentially uncharted on my personal baseball map, but the Angels are the true terra incognita. This shouldn’t be — the Angels are essentially us, a mere year older thanks to the AL pushing to the head of the expansion line. But [...]
Howie and Josh mentioned a 1-0 lead during our brief half-inning together, but that’s all I absorbed before I had to reluctantly click them off. My phone flashed a lot of “Young” and “Murphy” whenever I gave it a borderline-polite furtive glance, yet I also spied a bit too much back-and-forth on the scoreboard for [...]