I’m sitting here working on tomorrow’s blog, and my brain keeps picking up Howie & Wayne in the distance.
Now that’s a problem because:
– the radio isn’t on.
– the Mets aren’t playingg
– Mrs. Mets Police nor the kids aren’t technically savvy enough to have taped a game to play back to spook me.
It sounds 6th innings-ish and Howie is calm. Â Seriously, even as I am typing I hear it. Â I may have to give up the blog before I go batty.
This is (bleep)ing weird. Â I just heard “one out one on.” Â Very strange. Â My house is haunted by old Mets games?
Oh, if you’re looking for MLB Draft coverage this is probably the worst site to come to. Â I know nothing about that.
I am not sure if this is better or worse…. but I routinely (dozens of times per day) hear the NY Auto Giant dot com jingle that has emerged as a WFAN broadcast staple this year. It’s one of those tunes thats so bad its good and sounds like it came from the same artists who recorded ‘Lets Go Mets!’ back in ’86.
Guys what was great musically in 1986 is not necessarily great now. But who am I to argue… they have obviously conquered at least one head. And they make no qualms about it… they’re “coming back from the deeeaaaaaad!”
Hmmm…I too hear voices of Kiner, Murphy and even Nelson (best ever)…I may be at a meeting and all of a sudden I hear “three and two the count….and the pitch by Stanley….”
My doctor has diagnosed me with “Repressed Met Announcer Syndrome (RMAS)”.
There is no cure…my only hope is electro-shock therapy…but this is risky my doctor tells me…I can come out of it hearing John Sterling or Fran Healy instead.
That’s a risk I’m not willing to take.
I am actually sitting outside metspolice HQ with my boombox hooked up to my Ipod while wearing a black reyes jersey. Just getting you back for taunting me with my photos from the tour.
That would at least make sense. It was so weird.
Did Howie sound out of it calm, or we’ve clinched the division already and this game doesn’t really matter calm?
The latter. It was a good calm.
It really was odd and driving me batty.