These days it's easy to be a Mets fan. The Mets are coming off a playoff run and we currently sit in first place in the NL East.
Or if you're like me and you grew up watching Doc, Darryl, Keith & Carter play the game with passion, those we're easy times for Mets fans. 1986 will always be a year to remember and even through the 1990 season winning 100 games a year was a common achievement.
But what about those years in between?
We're you talking to your friends in the mid-90's about Jones, Pulsipher, and Isringhausen being the second coming of Glavine, Smoltz & Maddux. Did you find hope in Frank Viola and Brett Saberhagen? Would Todd Hundley become the Mets version of Johnny Bench?
A Mets Lifer is one of those fans who through thick and thin continue to root for their team. We throw logic to the wind for the sake of hope. A Mets Lifer cringes when they hear the names Don Aase, Mackey Sasser or Charlie O'Brien. A Mets Lifer thinks of what should have been with a team that had Alomar, Vaughn, and Burnitz. A Mets Lifer wonders what ever happened to Timo Perez, Benny Agbayani and Lance Johnson.
A Mets Lifer remembers Banner Day, the first time HoJo made the 30-30 club and how Strawberry was robbed of the MVP in '88. A Mets Lifer enjoys seeing Steve Phillips on ESPN because it means he's not in our front office. A Mets Lifer's Mount Rushmore consists of Seaver, Strawberry, Hernandez, Piazza, & Wright. A Mets Lifer is slow to relish in the success of the past two years because disappointment must be around the corner.
A Mets Lifer knows that Endy Chavez made the greatest catch in playoff baseball history last year regardless of what anyone says.
This blog is dedicated to fans like this. We're not just Mets fans. We're Mets Lifers.
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