Easy, Now.
Cool out.
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On Saturday afternoon I saw my neighbor Louie standing with another guy in front of our building. I asked the other guy if he was rooting for the Mets.
“I’m rooting for New York,” he said, “I’m a New Yorker. We need to win. It’s been so long.”
He meant it, too. Then: “We need a fuckin’ parade.”
There’ll be no parade this year but I like the sentiment.
Oh, what a painful loss for the Mets. They had a great season. It didn’t end well.
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It’s Matt Harvey, the so-called Dark Knight with the season on the line in Game 5 tonight in Queens.
The fans have been great at Citi Field. Last game home game of the season, be beautiful to end it on a high note.
Volquez on the hill for the Royals and it’s hard not to root for him after his father’s death. Whole lot on the table…
Let’s Go Base-ball!
Drawing by the great Frank Miller.
Tough break for Daniel Murphy and the Mets last night. Series ain’t over yet, though.
New York Marathon this morning as the clocks turn back.
Enjoy the afternoon, we’ll see ya for Game 5 tonight.
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This is gonna be a Halloween to remember for Mets fans–either in a good way or an awful way. We shall soon find out but it says here that they win again and even the Serious.
I know Chris Young is a great story but can he do it again? I’d put my money on the kid the Mets have going for them instead.
Never mind the cavity creeps:
Let’s Go Base-balls!
Thor’s on the hill as the Whirled Serious moves to Queens. Gonna be some noise tonight. The kid Ventura’s got the redass and it’s easy to see him unravelling if things get tight; on the other hand, I can see him being a stud and just shutting the Mets down. Hopefully, that won’t happen.
Pulling for the Mets to make this a series. Set up a big Game 4 tomorrow for Halloween.
Be nice to see all those Met fans cheering–loud and proud: “You Gotta Believe!”
Let’s Go Base-ball.
Drawing by Walt Simonson
Gonna be some fine feasting’ for the Mets tonightski. I figure they’ll cream the Royals and return home tied-up.
Let’s Go Base-ball!
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Terrific and weird Game 1, overshadowed by the death of Edison Volquez’s father.
Final Score: Royals 5, Mets 4 in 14 innings.
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Last night I go to my wife, “Holy shit, the Mets are in the Whirled Serious.” And she goes, “I know isn’t it so awesome?”
And it is, for so many friends and relatives and wonderful people I know who root for the Mets–and who have rooted for the Mets, through it all. What’s not to like about that? It’s great for the city. Truth be told, this is about as likable a Mets team as this non-Mets fan can imagine. Love Grandy, of course, and David Wright, and my favorite, Lucas Duda (Duda’s my favorite because The Wife and I randomly went to Spanish Appreciation Night and Dominican Heritage Night at Citified a few years back and the announcer had a particular way of saying Duda’s name–LooooKas Doo-Dah–sounding just like Ricardo Montalban).
I mean, I’m still rooting for the Royals, but it’s awesome for the Mets and if they win it, good for them (I know some Mets fans are prickly about the idea of any Yankee fan rooting for their team, but lighten, up, Francis, you know? We can be happy for you, if it’s as clean as that–if it’s about something else, I can see the beef).
The real pickle would have been in the Mets played the Blue Jays. Then, for the first time in my life, I would have actually felt–even privately–some real pain at Mets pain, and that would have perhaps been too much to handle. Being forced to be a Mets fan. Even if I didn’t tell anyone, just by circumstances. Because believe me, after the Yanks’ painless exit, I was rooting harder for the Jays to lose than I’ve rooted for anyone to win.
I just hope the Mets and Royals play a long series, maybe some extra inning games. Hopefully nobody will be a Bill Buckner Goat on either side–got to say a littler prayer for that. I like the Royals, they’re fun. The Mets are fun. No matter who wins, I just hope it’s one to remember.
Let’s Go Base-ball!