This is my third Father’s Day, and it still feels odd. 

On the one hand, for me, Father’s Day has always been about my Dad. The man who raised me. He’s the reason I am who I am today. And yes, he’s the reason why I’m a Mets fan. For the first 32 years of my life, the day was all about my Dad. 

Now that I’m a Dad, or “Mets Daddy,” Father’s Day for me is about my son. I see it as yet another day to spend as much time as possible with him doing the things he loves to do. 

   
 
Three years later, Father’s Day is still strange for me. Maybe I’ll feel differently in the future. For now, the day isn’t about me. It’s about all of the other people in my life. I want those people to enjoy their day. If they’re having fun together, all the better. That and a Mets win make that a good Father’s Day for me. 

Happy Father’s Day to all the Dads out here, but especially my Dad. Now, Lets Go Mets!