Welcome to Flashback Friday, where a prospective champion and a musical monarch are gonna show us what it’s all about.
New York Mets pitchers and catchers reported to St. Petersburg for the club’s 25th Spring Training on Friday, February 21, 1986. The very next day, “Kiss” became the 18th single recorded by the artist known as […]
Tom Seaver returned from M. Donald Exile (a.k.a. Cincinnati) on April 5, 1983, and though it was as if order had been restored to Shea Stadium, one element of the Metsian universe had been disturbed. The home uniform Tom donned for his triumphant restoration as king of our hill had been notably altered. The emperor’s […]
They played cricket at Citi Field on Saturday afternoon. I tuned in to ESPN3 to watch. It was only for a few minutes, but when I learned it was being aired somewhere, I had to look.
I had to look at something going on at Citi Field. It had been too long.
Nothing that isn’t the 2015 […]
The Spirit of 1986 called. It sounded a lot like Lenny Dykstra. I think it was chewing tobacco.
Here is the gist of what the Spirit had to say:
• It, too, is sick of being the most recent Met world championship. “Dude,” the Spirit told me, “it’s about bleeping time we can give it a rest.”
Happy anniversary to the Mets’ most recent world championship. May we never commemorate it as such again.
I love the 1986 Mets. You love the 1986 Mets. We all love the 1986 Mets. But we need them to take a chronological back seat to a new driver of the Met historical narrative. Even the 1986 Mets […]
In the land of small sample sizes, the curious factoid is king, so all hail this minuscule nugget: The current series against the Red Sox represents the first series in which the Mets have dropped the first two home games versus Boston since the 1986 World Series.
Obviously, a world championship is just days away.
Until then, […]
And on the eleventh day, they did precisely what they’d been doing on the ten days that preceded it.
It’s a daily exercise with these Mets, now historically so. In front of your frozen but grateful blogger, his shivering photographer pal and scattered others who — like Sharon Chapman and me — value excellence over […]
When they want a batter
Filled with terror
They call on me
—“Get Metsmerized,” technically a song, 1986
Today is Rick Aguilera’s 53rd birthday, which means it’s my 52nd birthday. We are calendar brothers, born exactly one year apart to different families in different places, but connected by the Brotherhood of December 31. Rick — or Aggie, as […]
Wednesday afternoon in Oakland, the Mets did something for the 26th time in their history: they won a ballgame by the score of 8 to 5. This iteration of that same old song was as pleasing as 24 of its 25 predecessors in the sense that a win is a win is a win. An […]
Where did Jacob deGrom come from, anyway?
I’d heard of him, of course, but not in a Matt Harvey/Zack Wheeler/Noah Syndergaard way, in which each mention is part of a countdown, the promotion becomes a rallying cry, and if the first big-league start comes at home you figure out if you can go so years later you can […]