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Museum of Baseball Wire Photos's avatar

I think you hit the nail on the head when you revealed that the '69 Mets (to say nothing of the similarly miraculous '73 team) were making magic during your boyhood. Me too. So I can never get too mad at them because I know in my bones I was privileged to live and die with two of the most dramatic teams in baseball history when I didn't have much else going on in my life. It sunk me that the Mets didn't win Game 7 in Oakland, but I did get to attend all three NLCS games against the Reds at Shea. That they beat the Big Red Machine at home to go to the World Series was enough contentment to last a lifetime.

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Wyrd Smythe's avatar

I wonder if being a Mets fan isn't something like being a Twins fan. Frustration, and sometimes anger, characterizes it well. (I decided the Twins are actually two teams, one being clones of the others. Playing the clones gives the team time off, but the clones suck at baseball. More clowns than clones, if you know what I mean. It's much better when the real team shows up.)

FWIW, I was born in NYC, though I left at age 5. As a Twins fans, I see the damn Yankees as our nemesis, so as a former New Yorker, I'm glad to have the Mets to root for (and I do).

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