The Mets Police

Yes I actually have a Lee Mazzilli Google alert – I was very excited about this first paragraph of a story:

Freshman infielder LJ Mazzilli had a unique childhood that ranged from meeting Derek Jeter to playing video games in the clubhouse at Fenway Park with Sal Fasano. In his first season at UConn, however, Mazzilli is just one of the guys.

But then this sentence ticked me off.

Perhaps what the elder Mazzilli is most known for is his role with the Yankees. Lee was New York’s first base coach in the 2000 championship season that culminated with a 4-1 Subway Series win over the Mets

I’m off to go throw rotten eggs at the author’s car..but if you want to read more about LJ Mazzilli, here ya go.

Since this is from a college paper I bet the author doesn’t realize Lee is best known for a walk in the All-Star Game.  This is what happens when your baseball team blows off its history until April 2010, kids associate Lee with the Yankees.  I bet he thinks Gooden is that no-hitter guy.

What has happened to the Mets fanbase?

This week I notice the trendy thing to do is boo David Wright. David Wright.

I understand the argument that “I paid my money, I’ll boo who I want!”

David Wright?

A guy makes a horrible error against the Yankees and you want to let him have it, I get it.

A free agent signs a big contract and strikes out three times a night, I might understand it. I am surpised it hasn’t started yet.

Ollie lines up on Opening Day and gets booed? Can you at least give him a chance to stink?

This week, the face of the Mets gets booed?

When should we turn on Ike Davis? What was with him striking out last night? Bum! When does Murphy get back? Boooo!!

I spent the last two years being the leader of the cranks and now I’m finding that some people are finding me not negative enough. Holy cow, that’s scary!

David Wright?

At that point why even be a Mets fan?

Something has changed in Flushing. I feel like these guys would have booed 1983 Tom Seaver and his crappy 9-13 record.

At Cii Field last night, the beer vendor came by in the bottom of the 7th and I asked my friend in a Seinfeldian way, “Do you need a beer on the bottom of the 7th?”

I like beer. A lot. I almost always have one (singular) at the game although last night I took advantage of a small crowd to zip through the Shake Shack instead. (Note to self, a double is too much. No need.)

It was a crisp April night and the game was sailing along. Along comes a veteran vendor.

Before I continue, let me say that (a) I am not asking for anything to change, (b) not anti-beer and (c) the Mets take drinking at games very seriously and have been known to do training sessions with anyone who serves alcohol.

So here comes the veteran vendor, the one with the glasses and 4 syllable last name that starts with M. He is announcing “last call.” I don’t know about Citi Field but at Shea there were signs that said “no last call.”

Since Mets Police is fairly popular in Flushing maybe an Aramark supervisor can remind Mr. M of the guidelines.

Anyway, like Pavlovian dogs – uh oh, last call, we better get us some beer!

Why? The night is ending. It’s chilly. I don’t understand this drinking culture.

First inning, third inning, sunny day, I get it. Bottom of the 7th in April, do you need a beer?

Mets Flu has shared a nice story about the Mets doing something cool – hooking up an ill fan with BP on the field and first pitch honors.

I give the Mets enough crap, so I enjoy sharing nice stories.  Check it out.