Showing posts with label Ted Quarters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ted Quarters. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 29, 2012

"This game got awesome quick."

Tuesday's Mets Phillies game had many different places in my consciousness throughout its time on the air. I started out on the At Bat at my cousin's birthday dinner, which would sound rude, but my family's all Mets Fans (it's probably still a little rude.) They did appreciate the little updates, however. As the game got underway, I was discussing the Mets with my uncle, who has the sentiment that he can't stand to watch the Mets lose games the way they've been losing games, how he's put away all his Met gear and is all about the Giants now and how it's disgusting to hear them say they're aiming for 3rd place. I explained to him my point of view, how things are getting better, we're discovering a lot about each player on the team and it's great time for evaluation. I said to him that he should stop reading Joel Sherman and the New York Post, and he said he forms his own thoughts. I'm sure this is a cliché conversation happening between Met fans of all shapes and sizes all around this great land of ours...

But I digress. (We certainly both agree about Josh Thole.)

It was nice to see the Mets score so quickly in the 1st, but it being At Bat I didn't realize the controversy surrounding the 1st run of the ball game (not exactly controversy since the catcher clearly didn't have control of the ball.) If I had a better phone I probably would have been able to watch the highlight later, but I don't have a better phone (If I'm not careful, I'm going to digress again...so, I'll calm myself down and not go on a phone technology rant.) As the actions unfolded in the bottom of the 1st, I had a feeling Ryan Howard would hit a grand slam. I don't know if I straight-up thought it would be a grand slam or a bases clearing double or what, but I had a feeling Howard's at bat would not go the Chris Young and the Mets' way.

By the time entrées were served, Mike Baxter was sending his 1st home run of the year into the right field stands, and by the time we were ready for the check, David Wright had tied it with a sac fly. Everyone was heading back to my mom's house, but I got a head start with my little sister. It was close to her bed time and I had not felt well the entire dinner having run into an allergy attack earlier (another moment for thought-process-digression, but I'll hold steady.) I walked into the place, she went to brush her teeth and I turned on the TV. It was a commercial break, and from the last moment I had looked at the At Bat App, this could only mean one thing. So I took one more look before shutting the app down, and Chase Utley's homer typed across my phone screen. Chris Young is done.

My girlfriend and I got back to Queens and I climbed into bed for the remainder of the game, still feeling too sniffly. Kelly Shoppach has certainly gotten on my good side the past few days, and I look forward to him continuing to tie up ball games and block home plates. I dozed off a bit in the top of the 9th, and was pleasantly surprised to see Bobby Parnell have a 1-2-3 9th inning (Shoppach?) I stayed lying down until it all went down against BJ Rosenberg in the top of the 10th. Wright knows how to fight it off and bloop it, Ike getting back to hitting breaking pitches the other way, barreling through 3rd base coach's stop signs when The Duda gets his 1st hit since arriving back from Buffalo (I love to see The Duda slap one the other way over short), and Shoppach just destroying a 1st pitch fastball. This all got me sitting up, and for some reason curious as to what the Twitter world was saying.


When it was all said and done, I called my uncle to see if him and my aunt were home and to see if he knew how it ended. He was happy to hear of the final, and from there, we continued our earlier Metsian Conversation.

Finally, around 11:30, my sinuses and I went to sleep.


LET'S. GO. METS.


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Tuesday, August 28, 2012

In the Name of Valentino and the Random Song of the Day

I just turned on SNY and last night's Buffalo/Rochester game is on Encore. Number 17 Valentino Pascucci laced a single down to 3rd that the Hot-Cornerman could not handle, into right field for a single. (The Bisons have also hit into inning-ending double plays 4 innings in a row...then left the bases loaded after having them with zero out in the 8th) Soon, the rosters will expand, and along with some others from this Buffalo roster, I hope to see Val back in the Majors, crushing them into the new dimensions. I know Ted Berg is looking forward to it even more. Much to look forward to in September.


These will certainly be meaningful games.

Here's the Random Song of the Day.


LET'S. GO. METS.


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Sunday, July 22, 2012

The Mets Fan Incarnate

There is no way I could, in my current state of writing, wax as poetically about The New York Mets as Greg Prince of Faith and Fear. And if you haven't read his newest piece, Tick...Tick...Tick..., then you are quite possibly missing what it is to be a Mets fan.

A good amount of you read or have read Faith and Fear (in a little town called Flushing), since Greg was awesome enough to grace his pages with my link all the way back in February. I shouldn't just thank him- I should buy his season tickets (not quite yet though, Greg.)*

If I could be half the writer Greg is, I'd be a pretty damn good one. If any of us could be half the fan Greg is, we also would be pretty damn good. Having been born himself in '62, he grabbed a transistor radio from the doctor monitoring the game the second he got out of his mother's womb. I believe there is a bigger Mets fan than Greg less than I believe The 2012 New York Mets will win the World Championship.

This has been a testing week; An Amazin' Week, if you will, but in a season of so many sweets, why not have the sickening for 7 days? For those of us who weren't around to see 1962 in the flesh, we've just had a front row seat, as Greg points out. And doesn't that just make us more the Mets Fan? 

It is trying. 

But damn is the sweetness wonderful.

LET'S. GO. METS.


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*Of course, one must as well thank Matt Cerrone of Mets Blog and Ted Berg of Tedquarters for linking up as the blog built up. We will discuss season tickets, however, at a later monetary date.