This is another “sticky” post. Some things I want read more than others, so there will be a few posts that are “stuck” to the top of the blog. Scroll down for new stories at the usual pace.
Thanks for all the kind notes and tweets and emails yesterday. As you can imagine I have like 1000 emails to go through so it may be a while. I also blogged about 12 hours yesterday and hit a wall around 10 so I didn’t get to process all the pics and didn’t even get to the video or seeing what the other bloggers did.
Ironically I missed a day of Mets news since I wasn’t on the internet the way I usually am.
What makes me laugh most is my twitter icon has dropshadow and the actual Mets don’t. I’ll fix that as soon as the custom replicas go on sale.
I’m pretty happy about yesterday. If you like the site – tell someone. Or facebook it. Or follow me on twitter (@metspolice) or Google+ We have a good community over here, and it’s a good positive non-troll site. It would be great if even more could join the movement, so any sharing you can do is much appreciated.
Oh, and the jerseys are for sale. Please support the return to tradition with your wallet. More on that tomorrow.
Double oh, I have more info about the ticket plans that I haven’t had a chance to write. In a nutshell I can get the same seats for every game (within reason). More on that..I dunno today or tomorrow. Lots and lots of content coming.
Yesterday was a really good day.
I couldn’t stop thinking about it.
Somehow, in one press conference we got back Banner Day and got the uniforms back to where they belonged. And I somehow got invited.
I’ll leave it to the historians to decide if my dopey blog mattered. Maybe it did. Maybe the smart marketing for a 50th anniversary just happens to coincide with some random words I typed. Maybe a little of both.
What is important is I got MY Mets back.
MY Mets. The ones that had Seaver. Twice.
The ones that sucked beyond belief.
The ones where my childhood hero managed to be the best player on the team while never hitting more than 16 HRs and only hitting .300 once (well maybe twice if you count 1987).
A little roller up along first.
Then I got distracted. I met a girl at the time Fran Healy was calling games featuring Bobby Bonilla on an awful network called Sportschannel. Underline swoosh jerseys and ice cream caps.
When I jumped back in they were wearing some new duds, but it was the turn of the century and who didn’t get caught up in the Subway Series?
I never really loved 2006. My team was gone. It was led by a guy who was one of the pivotal players in Red Sox history but took the money and ran. A Yankee at the helm. (Yogi argument aside, I’m being poetic here.) Traditions like Banner Day gone. The attire. A GM and a marketing plan tried to welcome others made some of us feel left behind.
My Mets were gone. It made me angry.
Then the wheels came off the Franchise.
Collapses. I started a blog between the two of them.
They moved to a new house, but someone forgot to hang up photos of the family. We complained. They fixed it.
Losses. Injuries. Madoff.
This year people would seem bewildered that I was a Mets fan when I wore a Mets jersey in New York City. It was as if I were a random Astros fan.
Then yesterday happened.
Tradition came back.
The Mets once again look like The Mets.
Banner Day came back.
The booths are in good hands even if they are inappropriately borrowed by a boiler company. I can enjoy a game even when I’m not there.
Some day this summer I will walk my children around Citi Field and they will hold signs. They will root for David and Ike and Murph and Santana and RA and Duda and the Mets will look like the Mets. We’ll make some memories. Hopefully 30 years from now my son can do the same with my grandson.
MY Mets are back. November 16, 2011 was a pretty good day.