So a few weeks ago, I entered the random online drawing for playoff tickets on mets.com, and I just received the following:
I’m screwed. I have no connection for playoff tickets. It hurts. But you know what? I don’t even care about the NLDS. I mean, I care, and I’ll be watching every pitch of every game on TV, but I’m not too upset about NOT being at Shea. It would’ve been nice to get to the NLCS, but whatever. I’ve been to five different NLCS games at Shea. But the World Series? That’s a different story. I’ve only been to one WS game in my life, and that was in Philadelphia, back in 1993. Game 5. Curt Schilling hurled a 2-0 shutout. Good stuff. But it wasn’t Shea. I need to experience World Series baseball at Shea. That’s all there is to it. If the Mets make it that far–and they should–I might just have to call a ticket broker and pay whatever it takes to get in. Give me the last seat in the last row of the upper deck. I don’t care because I won’t actually be SITTING there. I just need to get inside. Unfortunately, from the looks of things on craigslist, it’s not going to be cheap. And thus, the waiting begins.
Here are my playoff predictions:
LEAGUE DIVISION SERIES
Mets over Dodgers in four games.
Cardinals over Padres in five.
Yankees sweep Tigers.
Twins over A’s in five.
LEAGUE CHAMPIONSHIP SERIES
Mets over Cardinals in six.
Yankees over Twins in five.
Yankees over Mets in seven.
Of course, that’s not how I want it to play out…
I had such a great time in San Diego this season that I’ve been rooting for the Padres. And ever since I read Moneyball, I’ve been pulling for the A’s. I’d take an all-California World Series–as long as the Dodgers aren’t in it. The Dodgers do nothing for me. I don’t care that they once played in Brooklyn. I wasn’t alive then, so the hell with ’em. I like Tony La Russa and David Eckstein and the Mighty Pujols, so it’s tempting to root for the Cardinals, but the more they win, the more crowded the new Busch Stadium will be when I go there next season. I was hoping the Cardinals wouldn’t even reach the playoffs, so now that they’re there, I need them to go down. The Mets are my favorite team, but again, I’m faced with the issue of attendance. It would be AWESOME to see the Mets win it all, but if that happens, Shea will be an absolute zoo next year. As it is, the Mets drew over 3.3 million fans this season. Good for them. Good for Major League Baseball. Good for the Wilpons. Good for Willie. Good for Omar. Good for my friend Mike Marshall who works at Shea as a vendor. Bad for me as a baseball collector. As for the Tigers…I hate them. Why? Not only is their new stadium fugly, but I was treated very badly at their old one in 1999, so I hope they lose BIG, even though it means I’ll have to root for the Yankees. Yankee Stadium is already a zoo, so it’s not like another championship will make things any worse there. And you know what? I like so many of the Yankees that it’s often hard to root against them. Jeter is one of the few players that I’ll never root against in any situation no matter what, and the same goes for Mariano. Bernie is pretty much in that category, and believe it or not, so is A-Rod. What can I say? Ever since he signed three autographs for me in one day in 1995, I’ve been a huge fan. And I can relate to greatness. But enough about that. The point is that even though I’m somehow supposed to hate the Yankees, I’m kinda pulling for them, at least through the first round, and possibly beyond. A Subway Series would be the most entertaining of all, at least for those of us here in the northeast, but it won’t be the cheapest.
I want my bed, and it wants me.