Just Like The Old Days

Last night was a heartbreaker but it made me feel a little good inside. I know it sounds weird but it made me miss the old days of laying on the floor as a kid in the late eighties(after '88)/early nineties and watching the Mets hopelessly fail.

Mel Allen was still hosting TWIB (This Week In Baseball), and the Mets were putting out sub-par performance's on a daily basis.

It was those times when they were a terrible team, that I fell in love with underdogs the world around. To the Mets credit (or lack there of), they always seemed to have a chance to win or at least make it interesting. They rarely succeeded but it was always fun to watch.

I am not saying that I enjoyed last night's loss, just that I felt it pull on the old heartstrings a bit as I thought about being a little kid again.

After reading a fellow Mets Blogger's blog (MetsGrrl) about how this is her first season as a Mets/Baseball fan, I started to think of all that she missed out on from back in the day. She missed all the heartache(Darryl/Doc), the pain (Dallas Green?!) and torture (Anthony Young). But more importantly, the sheer exuberance when we did pull one out. Didn't it seem like we won on Opening Day like every year, and said to ourselves "maybe this year will be different.". Now, I am not taking anything away from here because one can clearly see in her posts that she is a diehard fan, but she lacks a certain feeling that just cant be described. While she may know, and even learn in great detail about those years, she wasn't there. There are tons of fans like that out there. Maybe they didn't follow baseball back then, perhaps they followed a different team and switch at some point, or maybe they simply were not born yet but a whole slew of Mets fans just don't know what it was like.

Like I said, this does not mean anything against these fans, I am merely pointing it out.

Our Mets are doing well and anyone that supports them is fine by me but let us never forget what we been through and NEVER look back at those times in an ill light.

Those years made us who we are today. They are the ones that make us believe that we can still come back in the bottom of the 9th to (at least) make it close.


...I wonder what Anthony Young is up to these days.