October 16th, 2015 @ 11:00 am
i’m a complicated bird… i’m all over the place in interests. i rarely post about sports, bc i feel like people are 50/50 on giving a shit about them. i am on cloud nine today, so i just wanted to post about how proud i am of these mets (and yet worried).
we won the NLDS against the dodgers last night. the last time the mets made it to the NLCS was in 2006, where we blew it against the cards. this devastated me so badly that i stopped watching baseball altogether for a few years. that’s why/how i started watching hockey again. year after year, the heartbreak was adding up, and getting way too hard to deal with…
i was raised a mets fan (see: above). my mother is a mets fan, and my sister’s father’s family all worked at shea (so did my mom), so it was a HUGE thing for me growing up. since my aunt nana (my sister’s aunt, but i grew up with her being my aunt as well) worked in the ticket office, we were constantly at the stadium.
i remember walking the halls as a kid, being on the field when there were no games on, participating in work-related family events, going to games all the time… i even got to sing the national anthem there before a game once! shea/the mets are just so special to me… i was there through the REALLY good (although i can barely remember it), through the REALLY BAD, and through the really good – but not good enough. it was so hard watching them come so close year after year. it was heart wrenching to watch poor piazza never win a championship with those teams.
after 2006, i would go to a game here and there, but i was no longer emotionally invested. i mainly went to games bc i wanted to go to shea as much as i could before they tore it down.</3 it was really hard to sit at shea with that corporate monster looming over us, and i found myself going even less to games once shitty field was finished… i hate that stadium… it has zero personality. it reminds me of the phillies stadium (shocker, same architect), and who the hell wants to be reminded of that shit show of a franchise while at my home games?
my sister ended up working at shea for a while, and she would get us tickets a lot – even at citi, since she was still friends with ticket office peeps. we tried to stay steady, but i feel like an era died for me/us once shea was gone. my love certainly dwindled. once i met my bff lauren, she inspired me to try to love them again, i’d have outings with work… it still just wasn’t the same.
this year i REALLY tried, and so did the mets. i barely knew the team coming into this season… and i felt awful about it. i never want to feel like a fair weather fan. no matter what, i’ll ALWAYS root for them, and i’ll always love them.
i really hope they make it to the world series this year. after watching this last series, i (because i’m a baseball professional, duh) can see exactly what will be our downfall if we don’t advance. i hope they get their shit together… it’s not every year that they make it this far, and i’m so proud of them.
- they can’t put all of the weight on murph (and cespedes and granderson).
- duda, wright, d’arnaud need their bats to wake up.
- pitching has to stay 100%
OH, THE ANXIETY.