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 →
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 →
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 →
She is almost gone. Pillaged like a vanquished land in the time of Vikings. Drawn and quartered by steel dragons. Barbaric to those that loved her. Tragic to those that knew her. Soon, all that will be left are some painted markers to be driven over. Names on uniforms have come and gone. Tears and... Continue Reading →
Standing at Third 