Not long after I decided to find my true fan colors and share the experience here, I got promoted at my baseball-related job and became too busy. This was not a good excuse to drop the ball on my writing so today, on the last day of the year, I’m resolving to do better. Let’s see how long this lasts. I wrote a short list of things I wanted to experience this year as a baseball fan, and I’m happy to say that I accomplished much on my agenda. I read a few books from the sports section of my local library (Clubhouse Confidential by former Yankees bat boy Luis “Squeegee” Castillo and Sox and the City by film critic Richard Roeper) and watched For Love of the Game for the first time. I just realized how much I leaned to the American League with those choices. Thankfully, my love for the National League was sprinkled throughout my list of favorite moments of the year.
5. It was hard to nail down a solid fifth-place, so the wild card playoff was between:
a) The Yankees home opener versus the Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim on Friday, April 13 and b) R.A. Dickey‘s 20th win versus the Pittsburgh Pirates on Thursday, September 27
I remember little to nothing of the events that transpired this past Opening Day and that’s because I was running on adrenaline for all of it. I’ve enjoyed three other home openers in the Bronx and they are all as much of a blur as this one. As a fan, I think getting to attend an Opening Day game is an item on everyone’s bucket list. Even though I was working and couldn’t remember the final score, the excitement of the day wasn’t lost on me and I’m already looking forward to next year’s on the first of April.
Most of my favorite moments as a Mets fan were experienced in the comfort of my home, usually screaming at my television. One of the biggest thrills this year was getting to watch a New York Met win 20 games for the first time in 22 years. I was packing for a trip to Pittsburgh later that evening, and was so distracted by the events unfolding that I forgot to bring my ID. From Pirates outfielder Travis Snider‘s home run-robbing catch to David Wright‘s three-run homer to break a fifth-inning tie, it was hard to sit still. I’m sure I was pacing during the ninth inning when the Pirates came back to within a run. Dickey’s stellar season culminated with winning the NL Cy Young Award and now that he’s pitching indoors with the Toronto Blue Jays I think he will do even better next year. After getting so close twice this year, I’m calling it now: Dickey will pitch a no-hitter in 2013.
Speaking of no-hitters, in Pittsburgh I witnessed:
4. Homer Bailey‘s no-hitter against the Pirates on Friday, September 28
Another item on my list this year was to visit a different MLB ballpark. I had only been to six others. My plan was to see three, in Baltimore, D.C. and Pittsburgh, but I had to narrow it down to a weekend in the Steel City. My mom and I took a bus overnight and arrived in town that Friday morning. I knew that we couldn’t check in at our hotel until the afternoon, so we walked to the ballpark to take a tour. In search of the ticket booth, I ended up in the front office lobby and saw Pirates manager Clint Hurdle, who smiled at me and said hello, as I waited for the receptionist to finish handing out passes to the small group gathered with Mr. Hurdle. I will have to talk about the tour and ballpark experience another time. Let’s fast forward to the game.
This was my first time seeing A.J. Burnett pitch in person since he was with the Yankees, so I was glad to see a familiar face. I couldn’t make out any of the other players during batting practice. (East coast bias!) After a shaky first inning where he gave up a run, Burnett was brilliant for his remaining seven. However, his counterpart outshone him and by the fifth inning I noticed that the only Pirates runner had reached on an error by third baseman Scott Rolen in the third. The Bucs mounted a rally in the seventh when, with one out, Andrew McCutchen walked and stole second base. The comeback faltered when he was thrown out trying to steal third. Not daunted by the one-run deficit, the Pirates fans were on their feet and waving the bright yellow t-shirts we received upon entry. They have the best rally video, by the way. I was shuffling between wanting to see a no-hitter in person, and not wanting the home team to lose. Ultimately, Alex Presley hit a fly ball to second base where Brandon Phillips gleefully received the ball for the final out. The bullpen doors flung open and the visitor dugout emptied as the eight players on the field gathered around Bailey on the mound. The few Reds fans in attendance made their voices heard and all in attendance took the moment to applaud the feat, before heading for the exits.
With the loss, the Pirates had no chance of ending the season with a record of .500 or better. However, they redeemed themselves the next night with a walk-off win on a home run by McCutchen. We could hear the celebratory fireworks from Fort Washington.
Speaking of walk-off wins, I finally got to see:
3. The Mets win in a walk-off on Thursday, April 26
Funny enough, this was on my list of things to experience as a fan this year, even though I have no luck when it comes to these things. I was standing just behind the left field foul pole, in no rush to leave because it was raining, as the Mets trailed by a run in the ninth. I had to look at the play-by-play again but it was hard to forget Justin Turner‘s at-bat in the bottom of the inning. Man, that guy has a good eye at the plate. Heath Bell was already rattled by walking three of the four previous batters and Turner’s patience, working 13 pitches to get the game-tying walk, was amazing. I got to be present for another walk-off on July 5 when the Mets rallied to tie and David Wright hit a single to plate the winning run, beating Jonathan Papelbon and the Phillies.
Speaking of the Mets third baseman, my next memorable moment this year was:
2. Exchanging hellos with David Wright on Sunday, June 10
I can already hear you saying, “Pictures or it didn’t happen”, but I assure you that it did. Every year when interleague play begins, I’m blinded by the frenzy surrounding the two New York teams facing each other, forgetting that these things don’t usually work in favor of my boys in orange and blue. This year was no different and the meeting of the two teams at the Stadium was just as gut-wrenching as the years before. This particular game ended with a heartbreaking walk-off home run by Russell Martin, so I wasn’t in a good mood. I was walking in the same hallway as Wright after the game and he probably saw my jaw drop from all the way down the hall before we shared any airspace. He was wearing sunglasses, perhaps hiding his disappointment of that game’s result. I said, “Hi”, and he politely returned,”How are you?” and my millisecond with the record-holding Met was over. It totally made the rest of my day though.
The sweep was rough to watch and the first loss in the series stung especially hard because it cast a shadow on the “Hi57ory” made only nine days earlier:
1. Johan Santana‘s no-hitter versus the St. Louis Cardinals on June 1
I was scheduled to be in the ballpark that night, but the impending rain got me taken off the roster at the last minute. I was spending the evening with my mother and couldn’t turn the game on until the fifth or sixth inning. I didn’t notice the scoreboard and the television was on mute, until I saw the Cardinals third base coach jawing at umpire Adrian Johnson. The replay of Carlos Beltran‘s at-bat was shown, after cooler heads prevailed, and I saw why manager Mike Matheny had to step out of the dugout to calm the situation. The ball had clearly kicked up chalk and Beltran would have easily had a double. I didn’t see why it was that big of a fuss until the top of the next inning when the scoreboard displayed all zeroes next to the visiting team. My eyes went wide and I refused to explain my odd behavior to my mother until a hit was given up. Of course, I didn’t want that to happen at all. My attention was completely on the game and I was in hysterics by the top of the ninth. My hands are sweating as I’m writing this as all the emotions are flooding back. I don’t think I’ve ever prayed that hard during a game like I did during this one. World Series MVP David Freese was the last at-bat and when he struck out on Santana’s signature changeup I knew this was a night I would never forget. I cried watching the recap the next morning and have a replay of the entire game recorded on our DVR.
The 2013 season cannot get here fast enough. There are 90 days until Opening Day and I’m already looking forward to a ballpark pilgrimage in August. The legendary Babe Ruth once said,”Baseball was, is and always will be to me the best game in the world.” No matter what the final result each season, I completely agree with him.
Happy New Year!