Here's the wind-up......, The Pitch!
It's an off-speed pitch for ya folks. A change-up to keep you honest.
I bring you CEREAL KILLERS from North 13th Street:
Kinda gives breakfast new meaning, doesn't it?
The New York Giants fired their much beleaguered Defensive Co-ordinator today after a miserable afternoon versus the Vikings on Sunday which ended their no less miserable season. The game was to be a glorious ending to the Giants' time in the Meadowlands, known better as GIANTS STADIUM. It ended up being just another demolition with no one around to watch. I'm going to be honest with you. I'm not that upset.
In my 43 years on this planet, as a FOOTBALL GIANTS fan, I've been to 3 games; one in 1985, 1989 and lastly, the 1993 playoff game versus the Vikings. That was a great time, and the best moment I was present for. The best moment of all time at Giants Stadium was voted on. That moment is the 1986/7 NFC Championship, Wind Blown, Paper Snowing victory over the Redskins. Voted the second greatest moment was opening day the next season when the Giants celebrated their 3rd Super Bowl victory with their fans.
The cherry on top of this trip, was what I will call their Wall of Fame. I don't think it's a stretch to assume they call it that too...huh? The wall is covered with the Brooklynites who've hit the big time, the famous, our pride and stars. The wall is a Who's Who from the Borough of Kings. I asked him if he had my team's owner up there, Mr. Lafayette High School Pitcher himself, Fred Wilpon. It was worth a chuckle but it didn't get him on the wall; - at least not yet. I will be going back to DeStefano's for what I'm sure will be a spectacular dinner experience with my wife. Perhaps one day they'll let me detail that wall better. But for now, to that point, I was overwhelmed already from my experience with John and Joe, and I had already taken up enough of their good time. I didn't want to over-step their hospitality.
It's really very simple. From birth I must have been encoded to be a Mets fan. There was never any doubt. How it happened? I have no idea. My PoP was a Yankees fan. Being what it was, he took me to an equal amount of Yankee games and Met games at Shea. So, one afternoon after school I was home doing homework. My Pop called home and told my sister to have me ready to go at 5pm or so, but for what I had no idea. I just knew we'd be outside. Later that night, in the bottom of the 9th inning, I watched Chris Chambliss' HR drop out of the sky and the Yankees won the ALCS of 1976. I was 9 yrs old. I'm sure you've seen the footage by now of that insane scene that ensued. Ladies and gentlemen, till this day that was the sickest, most incredible night I ever had at a ballgame.
By 1977 and '78 I came to understand the Red Sox were their biggest rival. I wanted them to win the '75 world series because as a Mets fan, I hated the REDS. I was leaning by this time. It happened very naturally. I ran home from school to watch the A.L. East one game playoff between the Yanks and Sox in the infamous Bucky "f'n" Dent game of 1978. Once the Sox went up on a Carl Yastrzemski homerun early in the game, I was hooked as a Red Sox fan ever since. YAZ always remained one of my most favorite players of all time! Oddly enough, so did Joe Morgan and Johnny Bench. That Big Red Machine was an insane team. I didn't like them, both those two players made an indelible impression on me though, just like Yaz.
There it is folks and here I am today. A die hard Mets fan who likes the Red Sox who, just as long as they're not playing the Mets or Sox, will go to Yankee Stadium and root for the Yanks....sometimes...it depends. Sometimes as the game plays out it's more fun to root against them just for fun. I hope this doesn't make me a METroSOXual. That doesn't even sound right (note to self...delete that now!) Here's another bone Yankee fans. The 1995 playoffs were again, some of the best times I've had in all of baseball. I was pulling for Donnie Baseball....OK?