"Honestly, what are people like us going to be — not Mets fans?
There are worse things than rooting for a bad ballclub. There is
nothing better than rooting for your ballclub, good or bad, especially
when you know you’re not alone. I am reminded annually of how unalone I
am in this endeavor on Closing Day."
The Mets Fan Incarnate himself says exactly what all us diehards feel and think about yesterday's events and the ballclub itself, set to Don Henley's own Sunset Grill. There's no point in me summing the Closing Day post up any more than that. Do yourself a favor and head on over as soon as you can.
I was happy to travel to my 2nd Closing Day, and happy to share it with Greg and several thousand patrons. And while, he links to a Miami Vice rendition of the song, I present to you... Sunset Grill...with Sunsets.
All of a sudden The End is Nigh Only 7 games left One we'll take in nearby It's been quite the season Forget about the collapse We're that much closer To setting NL booby traps
It was quite the celebration Of the 50th Anniversary Though sometimes it was like The Mets were still in the nursery
But that's what you get It only felt right To live a hybrid season Of Mets history in our sight
So ne'er any of you fret Dry those tearing eyes One day the promised land will been seen And maybe multiply
But for now, the final home game is here And there's nothing we can do But sit back, relax and enjoy the show Stop acting like a fool. This is your team There is no other What's really your excuse?
You've got RA to enjoy today So, go put on your shoes.
There's one more game at home to take in. One more game of baseball for our souls. Before we say hello to winter Let us one more time rock N roll.
There were many different players, but those two take the game cake. Great bounce back start by the Hef. Can't say enough about Wright's role in this franchise. Kev: "Before I let you go, do you have another 1400 hits for you in a Mets uniform, to give these fans, you think?" Wright: "I hope. That's the goal." YES, that is the goal. With at least a couple ring sprinkled into the mix. All of a sudden, the end is nigh.
I went to temple today. I never go to temple. Usually family dinners around the holidays, but very rarely do I venture to the house of worship. This one was in the form of the Javits Center, at the children's service with my family. Yom Kippur is the only time I go to temple. Judaism isn't really my religion. It's my culture, and a big part of my New York culture. So, for one day, I sing songs with mostly little kids as the Rabbi and Cantor perform in the front. And I don't eat. Even when getting Mozzarella sticks, fish sticks and pizza ready for the children. Not looking for sympathy. It's just the way it is. On this one day, come on. You can hold out. I'm not even supposed to be doing THIS right now. But if you're reading this and a Jew, it's either sundown or YOU aren't 'sposed to be doing this. So, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for this. And everything else I've done wrong the last year.
So, while the sun sets, let's atone while we listen to the horn blow.
