by Jerome L.
At age 38, I have been a lifelong Mets fan since about the age of five. I was born and raised in Flushing, where I could hop on the Q16 bus to the 7 train at any time and catch a game, last minute. Since I live in Florida for the last six years, I make it a priority to try and see the Mets, when visiting my parents old house.
I had been planning to drive up from Florida for over a week. The original plan was to catch the game vs. the Phillies on May 29, but I didn’t get to NY in time. I arrived in Queens on May 30th, but I was just too tired to catch the game that night. I thought I might be busy on June 1st, so started pricing out StubHub tickets for the John Franco induction game on Sunday night, along with checking last minute prices for the Friday night game.
At about 4 P.M. on Friday, I realized I could use my college I.D. to get a sweet price on a section 532 ticket, and paid about $12.75 directly through the Mets internet site. I never actually sat in that seat, instead settling in the scarcely populated section 338.
After an inning or two, I roamed around, getting some peanuts, a couple of beers, and finally settled back into section 338 around the top of the 5th inning. I had thought it was a forgone conclusion that men had been on base for the Cardinals, some by getting a hit. My concentration was on the field and I literally never looked up at the scoreboard, until there was one out in the eighth inning. Boy, was I dumbfounded to see what I was oblivious to, up until that point. Needless to say, I savored every moment from that point on, and shot some great video of the final out with my cell phone.
I WAS THERE!!! LUCKY, LUCKY, LUCKY. It felt as good as a World Series title that night, and to share the emotions of that outcome with the other fans in attendance was indescribable.