Meet the Mets

It's not that I'm not having an awesome time here in New York, it's just that this weather has been so disappointing. Like U.R.I., everything about the city changes when the thermometer climbs above 70 degrees. People are happier, girls look prettier, and life just seems so much more fantastic than it did during the winter months. Thanks to a couple of days last month where the temp peaked around 78 degrees, I have tasted the glory that is New York in summertime and now I want it back.

Today we're in the middle of one of the worst rainstorms in recent years, and I haven't been able to leave the house all day. The roof of my apartment is leaking in two places, there's water seeping into the basement, and from what I've heard, parts of downtown Hoboken are submerged beneath 3 feet of water. This needs to stop.

Anyway, despite the horrible weather today, yesterday was reasonably warm and sunny so we decided to check out a Mets game. We found some guy on craigslist who has season tickets but can't go to Friday night or Saturday games because he's an Orthodox Jew who strictly observes the Sabbath. Basically, because this guy can't handle money or produce a flame from sundown to sundown, we scored season tickets for weekend games - we've already locked up a Mets vs. Yankees game.

Since Fenway has been my only MLB experience, I was under the impression that all stadiums featured uncomfortable seats, impossible to obtain tickets, and outrageous prices. As it turns out, you can get tickets to just about any Mets game, whenever you want for like 5 bucks. After going to Shea, which is not a great stadium by any means, I can now say with conviction that we NEED TO BUILD A NEW FENWAY!!! Going to see your favorite baseball team should not seem like a great privilege, which is how I feel on the rare occasion that I win, scalp or am given Redsox tickets. Going to a game should be fast and simple. I'm going to a Padres game in San Diego in two weeks and I'm sure that seeing that stadium will reinforce my feelings about Fenway.

So anyway, the game was nothing special - the home team lost 6-2 at the hands of the lowly Washington Nationals. And also it was pretty chilly. But Kramer met us at Shea and he did some world class heckling - which is something I greatly respect.

Check out the pictures from my first trip to Shea. I've captured the entire experience, starting with retrieving the tickets from the Upper West Side, and then taking the 7 Train to Flushing.

More posts and pictures when the weather improves. Unless you want to see some shots of my leaky ceiling.

Meet the Mets