This blog is about me.
I’ve done a lot of psyho-analysis, especially as I have started working on my ebook Send The Beer Guy (coming after the season) and this is all about me wanting to be 9 years old again with my dad. Since I can’t do that I drag my kid to games and try to nag the Mets into making everything the way it was.
Yesterday on twitter there was a little flurry. Don’t worry about who said what, but it inspired me to write this column, because as I said, the blog is about me.
I’m just a “blogger”, whatever that means. I guess it means I blog.
I don’t consider myself to be news or “a journalist” or any of that. I’m a fat guy who sits upstairs and likes Daniel Murphy.
I write choppy sentences, post some pictures people find interesting and occasionally get on my high horse and berate the Mets organization about something.
Some people dig it.
At some point the Mets noticed it and I was given the “A” word…Access. Sometimes that word is used as a synonym for sellout.
I pay for my own seats. I have a 15 game plan and have a deposit on a 15 game plan for 2013 already in.
Sometimes the Mets invite me to things. They invited me over for food right before the season. I went. They invited me to the REO Speedwagon concert. I couldn’t go. I asked if Media Goon could go. They said yes.
On Easter the Mets gave me two comp tickets to the Party Deck. I took them. My mom and I had a good time. I wrote about my experience. Nobody asked me to write about it. I’m sure they assumed (correctly) I would, but it was not a condition. For sure nobody asked me to spin it nice.
I many times said Dave Howard and I should catch a game. One time we did. I wrote about it. We used his seats. He’s welcome to come to a game and sit in mine anytime (Saturday at 4 Dave?)
If I get to know somebody and I like him is that selling out? I can still disagree on things but why can’t I like someone?
If the Mets offered you a field credential would you not go?
And if my blog is any “softer” – hey I don’t know if you noticed but the uniforms look great, Banner Day was held and the team is good.
I don’t want to be a beat reporter. I don’t want to hang out in the dugout. I don’t want free stuff. I don’t need free press box food. I just like the Mets. And if the Mets invite me over for dinner, I might just say yes.
Expect nothing, appreciate everything.
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Some of you have emailed me about Old Timers’ Day. I see your cries for help and will deal with them as soona s I can. Email is a little backed up, and I apologize for any overdue repsonses.
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On to 90’s week..it kicks off Monday and below is a sneak preview of just some of the items in the editorial calendar. There should be like 8 posts a day!
