I haven’t posted in a while because of: (1) Thanksgiving; (2) my son’s birthday; and (3) the offseason has been slower than molasses.
In the past few days, I’ve watched a lot of sports. I saw the Rangers absolutely blow a game against the Bruins by allowing two late goals. I then saw them follow that up with an embarrassing 3-0 shutout loss to the lowly Flyers. Notre Dame had a heartbreaking last second loss to Stanford on a lady second field goal. The Giants no-showed for three quarters and then choked the game away on the Redskins last possession. I just watched the Knicks give a game away to the Rockets with a pivotal non-call on a Dwight Howard mauling, sorry screen.
All tough, brutal losses. However, none of them bother me as much as any one Mets loss. I’ll still go to bed obsessing over the World Series over any of the other aforementioned losses. This offseason I’ve learned something I’ve already known to be true. I’m more of a Mets fan than a fan of anything else. I’m not even surprised at this development or the disparity in my feelings between the Mets and the other NY teams.
In any event, the only sentiment I can share tonight is “Lets Go Mets!”