Remember the Maine
Maine gets Encarnacion to fly out to end the top of the 2nd. I've enjoyed this Mets Cardinals series. It's been pretty riveting and it has rekindled long forgotten memories. Although the Vega is a die hard Yankee fan, when first we arrived in New York City it was the mid-eighties and the crazy, cocaine snortin' Mets owned this town. Furthermore, Tim McCarver and Ralph Kiner were the TV announcers for the team, and the Vega spent many nights sitting on (the future) Madame Cura's couch watching the games and learning all about baseball from those guys.
Unfortunately, towards the end of the decade, Mets management got all "moral" on Davey Johnson, got sick of McCarver's criticism of the team, traded away a team that we all thought was going to be a decades long dynasty but who were a dangerous bunch, etc., etc.
Anyway, back in the day the Mets' nemesis was the St. Louis Cardinals. We hated those guys. Coleman, McGee, Whitey Herzog, the loathsome Andujar, sheesh.
The spotlight on the current Cardinals team has brought out that feeling of revulsion, even among those of us who are now reformed Mets fans. The aptly named Pujols in particular (why he's choosing to take charm lessons from Barry Bonds, I'm not quite clear) -- the perfect villain, who's been show to be a real asshole whose plaque even as, at the age of 26, is plaque is already being etched in Cooperstown. But Rowland, Belliard (who just rolled over Reyes after Jose stole second), Edmunds, Spezio and his really stupid facial hair, etc. add to the viewer's pleasurable dislike. And, of course, there's "the pesky" David Eckstein, who Yankee fans know well. All too well.
On the other side is a team no Yankee fan should root for, but our old bench coach Willie Randolph* and his gang are, top to bottom, hard to not like.
But I gotta say, seeing Mookie Wilson's kid, Preston, playing in a Cardinals uni is very disconcerting.
*Who, in an interview with Mike and the Mad Dog this afternoon, sounded very loose, very confidant...almost insouciant.
UPDATE: Reyes steals second...defensive indifference in a 2-0 game? The Cardinals just lost this game unless Wagner blows up.
Unfortunately, towards the end of the decade, Mets management got all "moral" on Davey Johnson, got sick of McCarver's criticism of the team, traded away a team that we all thought was going to be a decades long dynasty but who were a dangerous bunch, etc., etc.
Anyway, back in the day the Mets' nemesis was the St. Louis Cardinals. We hated those guys. Coleman, McGee, Whitey Herzog, the loathsome Andujar, sheesh.
The spotlight on the current Cardinals team has brought out that feeling of revulsion, even among those of us who are now reformed Mets fans. The aptly named Pujols in particular (why he's choosing to take charm lessons from Barry Bonds, I'm not quite clear) -- the perfect villain, who's been show to be a real asshole whose plaque even as, at the age of 26, is plaque is already being etched in Cooperstown. But Rowland, Belliard (who just rolled over Reyes after Jose stole second), Edmunds, Spezio and his really stupid facial hair, etc. add to the viewer's pleasurable dislike. And, of course, there's "the pesky" David Eckstein, who Yankee fans know well. All too well.
On the other side is a team no Yankee fan should root for, but our old bench coach Willie Randolph* and his gang are, top to bottom, hard to not like.
But I gotta say, seeing Mookie Wilson's kid, Preston, playing in a Cardinals uni is very disconcerting.
*Who, in an interview with Mike and the Mad Dog this afternoon, sounded very loose, very confidant...almost insouciant.
UPDATE: Reyes steals second...defensive indifference in a 2-0 game? The Cardinals just lost this game unless Wagner blows up.
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