“It breaks your heart. It is designed to break your heart. The game begins in the spring, when everything else begins again, and it blossoms in the summer, filling the afternoons and evenings, and then as soon as the chill rains come, it stops and leaves you to face the fall alone. You count on
I got a call last week from “my Mets ticket representative,” who of course wanted to know what it would take to get me into a 2013 ticket package that day. But he started out by asking how often I come to games (usually about a dozen, though last year was the first in about
I wasn’t sure I was going to write about Jose Reyes. I thought about just letting this day go by without weighing in, without dwelling on it, and just try to focus on other things — fantasy football, bowl season, Christmas — in the hopes that I might miss any press conferences or introductions in
Glad that’s over. Mets in ’09!
I’ve let time pass and decided I’m ready to write this post. It’s hard to watch your team come so close to the postseason and not close the deal. It’s particularly tough when your boys have it in their control — all they have to do is win — and it still gets away. But