I rode through the town of Irondequoit, NY, with my Brother-in-Law while all of this was happening. Passed the houses, along Lake Ontario and out towards Ironqequoit Bay. Once the weekend is over, I will be able to process it on internet paper, but it was one of the greatest adventures I have ever gone on, all the while the Mets were staging a comeback worthy of a bike ride through the moonlit dark with Howie and Josh.
Welcome to September.
LET'S. GO. METS.