METS FANS SHARE THEIR MEMORIES OF THE JULY 28, 1984 GAME:
November 10, 2003
A critical Saturday afternoon game vs the Cubs. The Mets claw back to tie the game 3-3 vs Rick Sutcliffe thanks to Cub Centerfielder Bob Dernier misplaying a fly ball. Doug Sisk enters the game and promptly can't throw strikes (as was so often his problem). The Cubs score 8 runs and break the game open.
The next day the Cubs sweep a doubleheader, taking command of the NL East race which they would eventually win.
After so many down years, 1984 was one of my favorite Met seasons because of the rebirth of real excitement at Shea with Gooden, Strawberry and Hernandez leading the way.
June 10, 2005
The inning that cost the Mets the division, that horrible 8th with the dark lord, Doug Sisk pitching. Sisk was NEVER the same after that inning and neither were the Mets. In about a week, we went from a few games up to a few games out after the Cubs mauled us the next day in a doubleheader at Shea and then in Wrigley.
October 28, 2007
I was at this game, watching from the field level seats just past third base. I recall that someone a few rows in front of me was covered in a bedsheet that donned the words "Spirit of '69."
The ghost of the miracle year was not apparent on this day, though. Things didn't go very well for the Mets. Davey Johnson got ejected in the first inning and then the Cubs built a lead. The Mets came back to tie it up, but then came the Cubs' 8-run eighth. During that inning, I got so disgusted that I just got up and walked right out of the stadium.
I went back home and watched the Opening Ceremonies of the Summer Olympic Games. The Mets, when this day started, had a 4 1/2 game lead over the Cubs. When the Games' Closing Ceremonies took place on August 12, they were 4 1/2 games BEHIND Chicago! I often refer to this 16-day period as the "Olympic Fallout."
November 25, 2010
This was the only time I ever sat in the top row of the upper reserved seats at Shea - so high you could almost read the airline labels on the planes as they flew over! It also was the first game in which I remember Sisk being really bad. It earned him a sadly clever nickname coined (I think) by somebody sitting near me - Doug Risk!