So far so good, huh?

What fun to start a season this way. Double play, double play, double play, double play. Lather, rinse, repeat.

First place is good no matter what time of year it is.

Now if we only had a couch and a TV here we could sit and watch a game or two ;)

We live and die by the Mets here so tonight was tough. But that was a hell of a game and they played it to the last out with heart. We're still a little stunned that they aren't going to the series. We just kept on believin' 'til the very last out--bottom of the 9th, bases loaded, 2 outs.

Chavez's catch will be played for years on highlight films.

In the bottom of the 9th we could barely breathe and were watching the game through our hands.

We'll get 'em next year.

But for the series? Let's go Tigers!

Let's go Mets!!!!

After staying up late cheering and yelling it's hard to get out of bed on an overcast, wonderfully chilly, curl up under the blankets, fall morning.

Have I mentioned how much I love this time of year?

Game 1 was exciting and fun and my cruel husband made us pause it in the 7th inning when it was 4-4. Ok, he only made us pause it because C had pitching practice, but still.

I had to keep answering the phone going "lalalalalalalala don't tell me. We didn't see the end." And I had to stay off the computer because knowing I was just one click away from the final score was just too tempting. I'm weak!

But it was all worth it to watch them battle and win.

Let's go Mets!

Woke up this morning to a house full of sick people. Everyone is fighting this boogey, nasty cold. We are all tired and crabby and sniffly. It's not going to be a fun day. I predict lots of movies. And tissues. Lots of tissues.

Finally! The Mets clinched the NL East! Time for celebrating and cheering and enjoying the first NL East Championship in eighteen years!!

The last time the Mets clinched I hadn't even met Sparky yet! And that was a long, long time ago!

Let's go Mets!!

and the magic number is still one.

Maybe they just really wanted to clinch it on my birthday?

Thanks guys!

on edit: Guess what?? My family is taking me to Pittsburgh today for my birthday so we can watch the Mets clinch it!!! Now we just have to cheer for Philly to win this afternoon (something we rarely do!) so that it isn't over before we get there. That...and we have to cheer for the kids to behave in the car for five hours! yay! Happy Birthday to me! Let's go Mets!!

ONE!!

For those counting along at home. As of tonight the magic number is down to one!

the happy dance!!

Mets thrash the Nats 13-4! That will brighten up a day. Sparky took C shoe shopping which means I do not have to spend an hour fighting and smelling the smell that is boy feet. It also means that he will come home with either Vans or Chucks and proclaim Dad the coolest.

I am going to fire up the grill, shake up a drink and celebrate. I am also blocking out the fact that tomorrow I have both kids home from school and need to do "company cleaning." I will just Scarlett O'Hara the rest of tonight's responsibilities and relax a bit.

Let's Go Mets!

Sometimes when you are having a rough day, when you just want to give in to the "I don't wannas" and quit, you have to rely on your favorite things to help you out.

1) Just Born Jelly Beans--especially the black ones.
2) The Mets pounding the Nationals in a sunny, brilliant day game. Four home runs so far--three in the first inning!!
3)It's that time of year again -- back by popular demand--Peep Surgery. Those poor little guys.

HAPPY OPENING DAY!!!!!!

Whatever your team, even that other NY team, have a fun and exciting opening day. Take off from work. Have some friends over.

But most importantly...

Let's Go Mets!!!!!!!!!

Because it's the first game of the season and hey...ya gotta believe.

two birthdays today.

first, and the most important, my dad! happy birthday dad!

look what the mets are giving you....

second, the mets channel goes on the air this afternoon. actually in 6 minutes. the kids are very excited to see a channel being "born."

a little ray of sunshine on a weary day...

The Mets win!! 12-7
Mets Outslug Cards in Spring Opener

every year for the last five years on this day we do the same thing. we hop out of bed and have a quick breakfast (bagels, donuts, etc.), we line up the laptop next to the desktop and get all three phone lines ready, we watch the clock and then we wait.

because this is the morning that mets opening day tickets go on sale.

so i watch 8:57...8:58...8:59.....dial and click, click and dial, "all circuits are busy"

i know the drill. just keep clicking, just keep calling.

but this year? we were shut out. after two hours of dialing and clicking we finally got through only to find that the tickets were all gone. there were none to be had.

it's a sad, sad day here. i did snag some tickets for the first series, but it just isn't the same--that same "this is the year" feeling that goes along with opening day.

we still have the day off and are trying to make arrangements to watch the game somewhere really fun. but no stale hot dogs, no jeering at the fools who show up with yankee jerseys, no cheering as they take the field for the first time as a team.

at least there's a cute puppy to play with--that helps a bit.

it's officially spring as far as i am concerned. as of right now the mets are in first, all things are possible and hey, ya gotta believe!

to celebrate i leave you with a little poem. happy, happy pitchers and catchers!!

harbinger

i heard spring this morning.
not in the shrill chirp of a red-breasted robin
skittering beneath barren branches
but in a garbled, whisky-throated announcer
coloring a static filled broadcast.

where men who play at being boys
or boys who play at being men
dot a dusty diamond
carved in a field of pre-spring emerald
and a game in its perfection
can stop time.

a friend sent me the link to the video tribute shown at shea yesterday for what was (most likely) mike piazza's last game as a met.

i just sat here watching and crying.

the link is here for anyone who wants a little trip down memory lane. 1998-2005.

i woke up groggy and tired a few minutes ago. damn late night games. thankfully we dvr'd the game. i just hit rewind a bit to get the score.

holy hannah! that can't be right, can it?

18-4?!?!?

let's go mets! are you watching these guys?

on edit: it's now 3:35 in the morning and i am wide awake since i decided to rewind the whole game and have a look. now i am too excited to get any sleep! oh and dad....was that matsui i saw having a good night? just thought i would mention it in case it got lost in all the fun. :)

and now we are doing this:

yup, the happy dance. because tomorrow is pedro!!!

is why "ya gotta believe!"

it's midnight and we are bleary-eyed and tired but we are also losing our voices and screaming.

happy birthday jose reyes! that was one fun game.

an in the park home run. a spectacular over the wall catch.
and a walk off home run.

gotta love 'em

let's go mets! man i need some sleep...

we're home. it was an exciting game. after fighting traffic, arriving late and declining to park our car with the nice man at the chop shop who said we needed to leave our keys (yikes!) we got in by about the 4th inning.

c stayed home with mom. j had fun but ran out of steam early and began chanting "let's go mets home!!"

looks like c has strepth throat so he is home tomorrow. blessing and a curse. i have a rough draft due tomorrow. i am not going in. legit excuse and i will have all day to knock it out. this is when my procrastinating comes back to bite me in the ass.

rough draft of medieval paper due on wednesday so i will be busy research writing gal tomorrow. i figure i need to knock out about 20-25 pages tomorrow. i can do it if i stay away from the blogs and the allure of tivo and a snuggly kid.

great game. fun day. but i have that "sunday night" feeling. the one where you realize that you had so much fun that you forgot to do anything and now you are under a ton of pressure. my decision is to get a good night's sleep and get to it in the morning.

and no...that's different than procrastinating. really.

oh yeah! they're back! watch out now kids....1-5...they are on a roll!

off to celebrate j's b-day and do the happy dance of mets not sucking.

we'll get 'em next year
we'll get 'em next year
we'll get 'em next year

"i believe...
i believe...
i know it's silly, but i believe..."

la la la la la la i'm not listening to you

(any of these will do)

this is the best countdown of the year.....are you ready??

forget all the whining from this morning.

forget that the professor was completely inept

forget that the cleaning lady cancelled (after i ran around straightening up!)

forget that i am going to beat hubby senseless if he even mentions moulding again (or meetings or the cost of grad school...)

forget all that....

play ball!!!!!

let's go mets!!!

Everyone that follows baseball has a favorite player. He may be the superstar. The home run leader. The fastest. The most dazzling.

My baseball hero? He is just a good guy. Not a superstar by most people's standards. But he is the player that arrives first, works hardest, leaves last. He is the player that helps out all the young guys, who never questions what is asked of him. He is the utility guy who played every position but two last season. He is a real baseball player. He loves the game and you see it in every play that he makes, in his attitude and his work ethic.

He is the guy who I can show to the kids and say, "That's how you play baseball. You go out there everyday and you do your best."

As of today, he is no longer a Met. I know not many people will be sad to see him go. And I know that there are flashier superstars that will take his place. But I am still going to wear my Joe McEwing jersey on opening day and I will miss him. And I think the team will as well. Sometimes you just need the guys that make up the heart of a team. And Joe, he was truly one of the Amazin's.

I am sure that we will see Super Joe coaching in the near future. I am sorry that he is no longer a Met. It's a sad, sad day and losing Joe just breaks my heart.

players, staff sad to see McEwing go

"It's a reality check," Piazza said. "People come and go in the game. You learn that. But this is a loss for the organization."

Wright says he's proud to be McEwing's Mets legacy.

"Real proud," Wright said, "if people saw me play and thought of Joe. I'd like him to be remembered in New York. I want his influence to mold my character so I can be like him."

"It's a sad day and a loss for this organization because he gave so much," Mets catcher Mike Piazza said. "Joe always did what was asked of him and picked up the slack when necessary. But he's a positive guy, and I'm sure he's going to end up somewhere that's good for him."

a little saturday morning mets news:

hahahahhaa. hubby says he thinks it was the wife! lol.

trying desperately to get through for opening day mets tickets.....

this could take a while and i am sitting in an internet cafe at a hotel...

not just any hotel, i am in what used to be the playboy club.

no bunnies anywhere!

on edit: eeeeee! am now speaking to eric!!!!
now on very very silent hold.....eric??? eric???? come baaaaaaaack!!!
whew!! there you are. you know i love you. don't ever leave me again!
awwww....aren't you sweet!! you have tickets for me!!

no really. i was in such a good mood.


please refer to my previous letter:

dear mets


now don't make me say it again.

a sad day today. the voice that made me cheer, made me cry, guided me through years and years of believing in the team i love, through the good and the awful, the voice that is the mets to me as long as i remember hearing baseball...bob murphy passed away this afternoon.


murph has been the voice of the mets since their first season in '62. he truly was the voice of the mets. long summer nights, sitting out on the deck or around a campfire are going to seem sadly quieter without murph's voice. even though he had cut his schedule back due to his health, eventually calling his last game last season...there was nothing better than listening to his voice call each strike, each catch, each play.


he will be missed.

turned on the game tonight and was stunned to find that wigginton is now a pittsburgh pirate. i would imagine he is going to be a star there. he was one of my favorites. i know the mets got what they wanted. i just hope it was worth the price that they paid.


i root for the laundry, but i still love the players.

gruelling, gruesome double header against the evil empire.


there is no happy dancing tonight.


feh. not sure what was more painful - the games, or the damn announcers.
yesterday was so much more fun.

my afternoon is always so much better watching yankee fans skulk away from yankee stadium before the game is over knowing that they have no chance.


it's the little things that make me smile.


bottom of the ninth. two outs. and all you can here is "let's go mets!" at yankee stadium!


put it in the books kids. mets 9 - spankees 3

*doing a little happy dance*

from the boston area!

erika at snazzykat had a few yankee jokes to make me smile.


thought i would pass them on!


c'mon, who couldn't use a little laugh at the yankees expense? :)

fun long day of rollerblading and swimming for the boys and getting odds and ends done for tomorrow...

but not too tired to stay awake and watch the mets win in a walk off for the second night in a row, mike cameron for the second night in a row, off the same pitcher for the second night in a row.

ah, i love mets baseball.

so, since i am up and wandering about online. how bout those mets?

i had to set the alarm to take meds every four hours and surprisingly enough i can't go back to sleep. at least there are plenty of happy mets articles to read tonight!

can't wait til next week! we have tickets to see them on the 1st in philly!

that's right. a one hit shut-out and the mets reach .500 with a sweep of the rockies!

woohoo!

just got tickets to the june 1st game at the new stadium in philly. can't wait to see the boys play (and beat the phils of course!)

off to the store.

*ouch* sunburn!!! see? dangers of yardwork!

yes!!!!

bottom of the ninth. two outs. mets trailing and they come back again.

two nights. two ninth inning wins.

they are celebrating like it's the world series.

hey...ya gotta believe!!!

ok, i am going to chill out (after i finish the damn laundry!) and relax so i can stay awake for a west coast mets game...

someone tell me i won't regret this, k?

i want you to use this time to think about your attitudes. don't you give me that look! you just sit there and think about what you have done.

have you been doing your best? i didn't think so.

i am very disappointed in you.

now go to your rooms and we'll try again tomorrow. i am sure this won't happen again.

thank you.

baseball season and it's time to update my links. some of my favorites have gone missing and others seem to have lost momentum....

but in the spirit of feeding the mets obsession and "blog it forward" i give you:

SaberMets: derisively-intellectual mets chatter
i have just begun browsing around over there, but it's a great blog and there is *gasp* an entire blogroll of mets blogs to be found on the sidebar. i am in met heaven!!

also worth a link is kcmets
great source for news, trivia, links...the works. it's where i found sabermets as well as other great links. plus, i happen to know a writer and an elusive photographer over there who do great work :)

go on over and say hi if you're a mets fan. and if you aren't...well, shame on you! lol. go over and say hi anyway...there may be hope for you yet!

"baseball is dead....and i feel sick to my stomach"

this can't be.

i know my friends that are red sox fans are going to be as sick about this as i am...

ugh.

this helps a little :)

super joe got a two year contract and will be staying with the mets. i am a happy girl...

...ok, at least about that.

thanks sharon!!

oh...and if you too are suffering from baseball withdrawal go over here and chit chat on the board. not just baseball...lots of other chit chat going on...go say hi

i woke up and realized i had fallen asleep on the game. bad mets fans, i know. but thanks to the wonders of tivo i got to see the mets winning streak ended on a crappy call at the plate and one swing of the bat.

don't mind them losing (ok, i do, of course, but not as much) but losing on a clearly obvious bad call just sucks.

j is up and hasn't been able to sleep all night. my nerves are on end. i am not a happy camper without sleep and this is a loooooong night.

hope someone out there is getting some damn sleep. geez, if i have to be up i could have at least had a good game to watch.

mets fire steve phillips

not that everyone didn't see this coming.

on edit: all of this speculation reminds me of this

mets won. and 19 yr old jose reyes is up from the minors to give everyone a little something to hope for. good to see a a bit of youth and spark.

but the most fun in baseball news last night....
yankees are no hit for the first time since 1958

it's the little things that get ya through the day...

thanks s! ;)

clemens was denied again in detroit.

i know the skankees won anyway but i will dance the dance of joy all the same. it did take them 17, yes 17 innings, to beat detroit. yup, dance of joy.

the yankees lost today. to detroit. detroit detroit who has a record of 14-39. they are playing .264 ball. detroit's pitcher hadn't had a win yet this season and held the yankees to three hits.

hahahahhahaha. life is sweet.

and the mets? woohoo! climbing out of the basement. yup.

enough with the rain already!! i was at shea by 6:00am. had fun hanging out in line with friends from GSS. got to take a bunch of pics (which i will post when i am not so exhausted...i promise) got my picture taken with super joe!

then the rain started and it didn't let up through nine innings of baseball. we had our little yellow disney ponchos and dueling umbrellas and while j played gameboy underneath his poncho and c ate non-stop, the mets beat the braves soundly. we yelled ourselves hoarse and loved every minute of it.

life is soggy but good. i am completely wrung out! hubby is already asleep on the couch.

on edit: here are the photoday pics. enjoy!

oh. that was me. hmmm. these things always seem like a good plan til you actually have to get up at 3:30 in the morning!!

well, wish me luck. i am off to see the mets take on the braves, but first it's photo day at shea. we are going to see them all lined up, roped in like a little mets petting zoo for our photographic enjoyment.

great seats today though so look for us. right behind first. field box. second grouping of seats, first row. i will be the one with the mets jersey on. lol.

david cone retires.

he will always be a met to me. not a yankee. he came back from the dark side.

he is a classy guy and i hope he remains in the organization.

had to hold off on the nyquil to watch the mets win another one. yup, the bomb squad won another one, but not without some excitement. bottom of the ninth, 2 outs, tying run is running to the plate. shinjo makes a perfect throw to the plate and everyone holds their breath. out. out at the plate. the mets win!! what a game!!

nyquil. unconsciousness.

so, i am feeling a bit better this morning but still have a head full of yuck. but it's the weekend and the whole family is home so resting is out of the question. looks like a trip to the hobby shop to listen to hubby complain and the kids beg for stuff. hmmm, maybe i can send them alone.

paper is coming along now. slowly, but at least it's something. the later it gets the more i think it has to be great to make up for that, the more pressure i feel, the more i avoid it....etc. wish it was for a professor i wasn't so intent on impressing.

listening to the "six feet under" channel on spinner.com. great tunes this morning.

why do i stay awake for this? 11-3. think it is safe to assume they won't come back (although i am secretly hoping that because i said that and am going to sleep i will wake to find that the baseball gods have proven me wrong. could happen!)

j's concert went well and i was so proud of him for doing it when everyone gave him so many opportunities to just quit. he's a good kid. we took him out for ice cream (that's what you do after concerts!) and he was beaming.

now, for so many reasons, i am hoping that the rain holds off tomorrow morning. it is supposed to be graduation and if it rains i don't get to be there.

congrats lara!! you are gonna kick butt in dc!

feh. miserable rainy morning.

at least the mets won, right? i mean when i fell asleep (rotten late night games!) they were winning 7-0. piazza hit not one but two home runs. they were having fun. no chance of losing this one, right??

let me check the score.

$#$%@%^%...how can this be?!?!?!? how can they throw away a 7-0 lead in two innings????? what is wrong with these guys??

not a good omen for the start of this dreary day.

soapbox

i know ny fans are rough. but do they really think that booing a player who is struggling as he walks onto the field....before he has even made a play, thrown a pitch, swung a bat is going to help???

how about a little support for the team. they know they are sucking right now. but i can't imagine it helps to think even their own fans aren't behind them. if you don't want to clap fine. sit back drink a beer...or don't even go. no problem. but show a little team spirit. yes, even for the suckiest of them. until further notice they are still mets.

if your kids were struggling with something you wouldn't stand around shouting "you suck!" "we hate you!" would you? so just realize that some of these guys are just like pampered spoiled kids and cut it out.

mets have had much worse years than these. 70s?? anyone??

/soapbox

oh....let's go mets!!

went out to dinner with the family. got in the car and to my surprise the mets actually had a good night. hits by guys who should be hitting, good solid pitching, it was almost like real baseball.
so i come inside to check the box score and the rug is ripped out from under me. my favorite met. the guy on the team with the most heart, the gutsiest, hardest working player, was sent down to AAA. i know he needed to work on some things and he was struggling, but i feel like someone just kicked me in the stomach.
here is a picture of joe and i last season and one of the boys and joe
at a signing he did in new york. he was so great with the kids and all the fans. can't wait to see him back with the team.

very sad night for me...

let's go mets? feh. they are driving me to drink. ok. i was drinking anyway, but you get the idea!

it's way too early in the season for me to be popping tums like candy listening to the mets toss away a game in the bottom of the ninth. feh.