For the first time in public, I will now reveal my theme song for the 2006 Mets. I’ve been using it in my head since Saturday but have hesitated to mention it here because of loads of bad precedent where me and adopted Mets theme songs are concerned.

But bad precedent has left the building. Just […]

Time's up. Pencils down. Please pass your papers forward.

Let me look these over…hmmm…no…no…NO.

Class, the Regents is coming up next week and this practice test indicates to me that none of you are ready. I'm not going to embarrass anybody by name, but for the good of everybody, I'm going to read aloud some excerpts from […]

Glad you liked what you saw in every sense of the word. I had to miss the ninth last night while on a train, too. But I was coming at it from another direction. From the north. From the past.

It was New York Giants Fan Club Night in Riverdale, my once-a-year day of paying live […]

Stroll down the block to a newsstand near you and things look pretty good today. Back page of Newsday says we're Best In The Show, judged No. 1 in all of MLB. The Daily News, which can't quite shake its pinstriped myopia, has figured out that At long last, Mets are KINGS OF N.Y. …and […]

If the Mets wanna do a three outta four this weekend, nobody here would argue the point…One at a time and all that, but would a series sweep be too much to ask for? You know, just for the heck of it.

—This correspondent, almost four days ago

Ask and ye shall receive.

The wonderful world of linking […]

Didja notice the advertising sign behind home plate in the top of the first? It advertised swimming pool enzymes, something, judging by what they build over their right field walls, that they apparently use a lot of in Arizona. The brand name?

Natural Chemistry. On the off chance Jason Grimsley was watching his most recent former […]

Kaz Matsui shouldn't have been a New York Met. It was wrong for him, it was wrong for us.

This was not Reggie Jackson and George Steinbrenner, one of whom was a liar and the other was convicted, thus they deserved each other — as an overwrought, overbuzzed Billy Martin so memorably and accurately framed it. […]

I'm reading a pretty good book called A Great Day in Cooperstown about how the Hall of Fame came to be and the festive occasion its opening was. All the immortals who were still alive in 1939 — Walter Johnson, Cy Young, Tris Speaker, a recently retired Babe Ruth — came to Upstate New York […]