METS FANS SHARE THEIR MEMORIES OF THE SEPTEMBER 24, 2008 GAME:
September 25, 2008
Couldn't Wright have taken one for the team and tried to squeeze Murphy home with no one out and a man on third?
September 25, 2008
If the Mets don't make the playoffs this year they can pretty much point to this game as the reason why. With the Brewers win they are now tied for the wildcard and still 1 1/2 games back in the NL East. I watched this game on ESPN and was disgusted after the final out. A lot of things bothered me about this game including Oliver Perez blowing a 5-1 lead and David Wright and Ryan Church failing to hit simple fly balls in 9th inning that would have won the game. Runner at 3rd nobody out in the bottom of the ninth with your 3-4-5 hitters coming up and you don't score, ARE YOU KIDDING ME? Not to mention the tons of opportunities that were wasted in the previous innings. Mets should have won this game, but it looked to me as if the Cubs wanted it more and that is an absolute shame.
January 10, 2009
My last game at Shea. What a way to end a large part of my life. Tonight it was the hitters fault, with a runner on 3rd and no outs in the ninth. The bullpen saved their collapse until extra innings. Even the last batter, Jose Reyes contributed to my bittersweet sendoff. He hit a foul ball that landed two feet in front of me in field box aisle. As I prepared to get my first foul ball after several hundred games at Shea, there was such a spin on the ball that when it hit, it actually went sideways away from me. Like I said, what a way to end my life at Shea. Bring on Citi Field!
September 21, 2009
This game cemented my opinion of David Wright. Forever a choker and a loser.
September 28, 2010
A few days earlier I had met a nice girl and we started to talk. During the course of our converasation she mentioned, "I would love to go to one more Met game at Shea especially since they are playing the Cubs." She used to live in Chicago. Well I said I just happen to have an extra ticket to Wednesday's game would you like to go? She said yes and I was on cloud nine. Things were going great at the game. We were enjoying each other's company and the Mets jumped out to an early lead. And than it happened...
The game became somewhat of a metaphor for our relationship; it started off great but crumbled down the stretch.