I have so many great memories of both working in Shea and attending games as a fan. One day, perhaps, I'll write more about that.
A Magic Night At Shea
September 21, 2001
I wrote this following the Mets/Braves Game on September 21, 2001 Somewhere in the confusion and fear of the last week and a half, the cold slipped by the summer and started to embrace the city. Winter reluctantly edged in on The Game. The Game and all her loyal subjects had invited Winter’s Autumn Advance.... Continue Reading →
Mr. Willet: Giving in to Hope
My mother always started the story the same way: "More often than not in baseball and in the real world, hope is not rewarded. However, in those moments when hope is rewarded, all the heartbreaks and shattered dreams become worth it. Hope can be difficult and hope can scar your soul when it doesn't bear... Continue Reading →
A Season of Hope
Written 3/31/2008 for the 2008 Opening Day There is a season of hope in front of us. A season to root on one of the best hurlers in baseball. A season that should bring redemption for a shortstop. A season that could produce two MVP candidates and possibly the best rotation in baseball. It... Continue Reading →
Hi, my name is…
Written 5/22/2008 after a tough loss Hi, my name is Tom and I am a Mets fan. They say the first step is to admit you have a problem. Well, I love the Mets. It started years ago...about 22 years ago, casually. I told myself it was no big deal and I could stop whenever... Continue Reading →
Standing at Third 