Mets

My trip to NYC to see the Yankees was so enjoyable I decided to keep my eyes open for an opportunity to go see the Mets.  As luck would have it, I found a beautiful day with a deal on a ticket on bobblehead day.  An empty seat on the bus sealed the deal.

Queens was the only borough I had not visited so I planned to spend some time in Flushing Meadows Park before the game.  But the bus was an hour late so I just went straight to the game and back.

I was absolutely delighted with my time at Citi Field; it was the best non-Camden Yards MLB experience I remember having in a long, long time.

The stadium was great.  The food was so local -- so Queens -- I ate more than I should have.

The crowd carried some old-school enthusiasm.  For example, just up the row from me was a 13ish year old boy.  He was at the game by himself (at least until the 8th inning) dressed in blue and orange with a cowbell and towel.  I sort of imagined him saving up his paper route money and riding his banana-seated Schwinn to the game.

While waiting for the bus home, I ran into three guys in Orioles garb.  They had been in town for the Os - Yankees game that afternoon then came across town for the Mets game that evening.

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Yankees

I don't root for the Yankees.

You're welcome.

But I will confess that I did once.

It was last year.  I found an unusually cheap ticket to a game in Yankee Stadium and a reasonably good deal on a bus ticket to Manhattan.  I had the day off.  The Mrs. was out of town visiting her parents.  The weather forecast was for sunshine.

And it was a bobblehead night.

Now, you don't have to ask me twice to got to NYC.  I absolutely love the city.

So I rolled into town, had a late lunch at Ellen's Stardust, and spent an hour or so people watching in Central Park before catching the subway to the Bronx.

Years ago, the first time I went to NYC, I remember walking down Broadway and thinking, "I'm walking down Broadway.  THE Broadway.  ME."

It was the same kind of thing at Yankee Stadium.

And after enjoying the crowd and the stadium, and the setting, I could see why the team has such a loyal following.  Not me, but I could see people getting taken in and remaining loyal.

So, as is my custom, I rooted for the home team.

That's all you'll get from me, Yankees, until I get back to your stadium again.