By metstradamus | September 2, 2020 10:34 pm
The Mets won 9-4 today. In Baltimore. I was just starting to write a post on that game, being my usual snarky self. But that went out the window.
The only things that I remembered about my first ever baseball game was that it was in the daytime, Tom Seaver pitched, and the Mets beat the Reds. I was too young to realize that the pitcher on the mound was already the greatest pitcher in the young history of the franchise, but I remembered that whoever that was wore the number 41. I remembered that 41 was really good. As I got a little older, I learned who the person attached to the number 41 was and figured out quickly that he was the foundation of the team I grew to love. Most of that foundation was built on the angst over him being traded to the Reds, but it was a strong foundation nonetheless.
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