best loss ever.

the game i went to almost a month ago (i had been dreading doing this post, since i tried to block this game out of my mind) was both the WORST and BEST loss i have ever been to. why was it the worst? the mets lost by 6 runs to the lowly NATIONALS, and on top of that i dropped my $5 hot dog. why was it the best? because i was plastered.

so the game started out ok. the mets were even winning at one point. and the nats were using Odalis Perez. You know, that pitcher that hadn’t even won a game yet. figueroa was pitching for us again, and showing promise still.

but it was all for not. i don’t even want to get into detail. its pretty painful. the only bright side is that joe smith struck out the side. i was with my best friend frank (president/only member, official joe smith fan club) so this was amazing for him of course. we also ran into the steves there, who i think were a date or something.

finding our way home was some of the funnest time i have ever had with frank, or at shea. good times, good times.

record: 3-2 (.600)

this was some weeks ago..but memories of shea never die

I go to A LOT of Mets games, as everyone knows by now. I keep a mental list of the top games I ‘ve been to, and I have a lot to choose from. (I’m pretty sure I’m going to hit that 200 mark soon). The game played on Thursday, April 17th will go down as one of the best games EVER for me. Ask my friends James or Mooge. They’ll agree I’m sure.

So we get the bleacher seats, where REAL fans sit. This was a fun combination of hearing some dude yelling “HARRIS SUCKS” the whole game, watching Endy Chavez pick his wedgies, bothering the Nationals bullpen, seeing the Dunkin Donuts cup up close, and being on TV! That’s right, we were on television.

As for the game itself? Amazin. Nats tied the game late, so it went on to extra innings. (“I only dance in extra innings!” – Chris Mougis) Meaning unfortunately that we sobered up by the 11th inning, but at least we got to witness a 14th inning stretch! I had work early the next morning, but after awhile, you just stop caring, while ignoring the cold, and just suck it up. The mets made it damn worth it too.

We won on a WILD PITCH. A wild freaking pitch. Also Figueroa showed what he’s made of. I wonder if LoDuca wasn’t hurt…would he have gotten as booed as Milledge was this game? Hmmmm.

All in all, a perfect night. Amazin.

My current record: 3-1 (.750)

sometimes an impromtu mets game is best

so here I am, 6 days after-the-fact, writing. so many other things going on. I can offer my opinion on Senator Clinton’s desperate win in PA just now, or elaborate on my experiences with the Blessed Pope and the decrepit Yankee Stadium, or comment on my upcoming exciting weekend in Albany. Instead I will focus on an unexpected “i’m not even supposed to be here today!” late afternoon I had last week. That and I feel I am already cheating my commitment to blogging about every Mets game in this final Shea season.

so I’m getting ready to leave work, when I get a call from Jackie Egan, who happens to have a messload of extra Mets tickets. At first I’m hesitant, since I had a LOT to do that day, wanted to catch the Rangers-Devils game, and besides, I was headed to the game the next day anyway. So I say no, and continue on…then it hits me. THE LAST SEASON. Why the hell am I saying no to anyone?

So I call Jackie back, who tells me to find someone else since she has an extra ticket. I call my usual rolodex of Mets fans, or should I say, so-called Mets fans, since everyone appeared to be busy. So I managed to drag my co-worker with me, who unfortunately is a Yankees fan. (Hey he had a good time).

So what do I remember aside from my awesome foot-long chilli cheese dog?? BELTRAN’S FIRST HOME RUN! LASTINGS MILLEDGE GETTING HIT BY A PITCH AND SHEA CHEERING! REYES AND CHURCH GOING DEEP AS WELL! MAINE AND SMITH PITCHING AMAZIN’! Man, I love this team.

It was the first time this season, I began to think, “So you’re saying we have a chance…?” (Think Dumb and Dumber on that one.)

My record then? 2-1 (.667)

I did go to the game the next day, which turned out to be even more AMAZIN’, but more on that another time.