Tuesday, August 14, 2018

Anatomy of a Fan, Part 2: Let's Go Mets!!!!

I was born and raised in Brooklyn, New York, erstwhile home of the Dodgers or "dem bums," as my Uncle Murray of blessed memory would say.

But I never really knew them. By the time I began to be aware of baseball as a thing, the Dodgers had gone to Los Angeles, the Giants had decamped to San Francisco.

Nothing left but the Bronx Bombers, the New York Yankees. When I was 4 years old, I had an inexplicable crush on Roger Maris. His face was on a lot of billboards, I think.

Then in 1962, the Amazin' New York Mets came along. I don't know if they were amazing yet, but they were an outer borough team. So what if they were in Queens? They shared an island with Brooklyn!

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