Conclusion: My whole life I always assumed Divine Intervention lead the New York Mets to win the 1986 World Series. However, what if it wasn't Divine Intervention? What if it was the exact opposite?
Walter Stoneham Curses the Mets (Part 2)
It Hurts to Be a Mets Fan
Inspired by a Facebook page, I wrote the two sonnets below. The first is somewhat blunt in getting to the point (well, as blunt as poetry will let you get when trying to work in rhymes). The second was an exercise in taking the artistic, more subtle side of me out for a ride. Enjoy.... 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 →
Familiar Darkness
Into the darkness my beloved team goes. All teams venture into the darkness...the hole where all goes wrong on the field and continue to spiral out of control. Some teams spend decades there and other teams drift in and out, methodically, without ever truly seeing the full force of sunlight. Some are thrust into the... Continue Reading →
Mr. Willet’s Point of View
by William S. Willet In my dreams, I can still hear the crack of the bat. The noise of that sweet, natural, majestic swing that connected with that imperfect pitch still resonates through my mind. The ball disappeared into the left field bleachers and an avalanche of humanity converged where it landed. I swear to... Continue Reading →
Standing at Third 