Thanks to Mike Pelfrey’s gutty seven innings, Duaner Sanchez’s perfect eighth, Carlos Beltran’s unleashed power, Fernando Tatis’ clutch timing and Billy Wagner’s one-two-three ninth, I was able to record in The Log its 200th regular-season home win. After four consecutive losses, I was beginning to think it would never happen. But I always think that. I probably thought that prior to July 29, 2000, date of The Log’s 100th win.
Eerie if happy coincidences:
The Log’s first hundred wins came after 184 games.
The Log’s second hundred wins came after an additional 186 games.
The Log’s 100th win required an eighth-inning rally.
The Log’s 200th win required an eighth-inning rally.
The Log’s 100th win came on a Saturday afternoon.
The Log’s 200th win came on a Saturday afternoon.
I noticed Todd Zeile signing autographs almost to first pitch prior to The Log’s 100th win.
I sat next to a guy wearing a Todd Zeile jersey during The Log’s 200th win.
I would go to the Sunday game that followed The Log’s 100th win…with the guy with whom I co-author this blog.
I am going to the Sunday game that follows The Log’s 200th win…with the guy with whom I went to The Log’s 100th win — but I’m mentioning it in this blog.
Lincoln Logs were once popular.
Kennedy Airport less so.
Dude, where the heck were ya for all the Cranepool festivities?
Bad job out of you (as Mad Dog Chris Russo would say) being in the same ball park with many of your cyber buddies and not stop and say hello, or mention it in the blog! =;)
A very late call to Shea, SJ. Thought about a mad dash to the Holiday Inn, but not enough time for that and securing a cap. Hope all had fun.
Sorry, Greg. I must second Steve's sentiments.
You didn't venture over to the Perch to say hello to your slightly scorched friend?
Next time, CH. I was on the other side of the world (left field feels so far away from right field).
Well, it was funny. My new Usherfriend, Angel, was trying to direct people who couldn't find Sec. 17. So I chime in, “17??? That's on the the other side of the Stadium. Even numbers are over here, odd numbers behind first. Home plate splits you in half.”
They got it, finally, and Angel goes “Wow! You really know the Stadium!”
I sez, “Dude, I've been coming here since 1973. I should know a thing or 2…”
I saw somebody wearing an orange golf shirt and mistook him for an usher. Made me wonder if you simply dressed yourself like METS STAFF if you could just wander around, sit yourself down for a half-inning at a time and take gratuities.
Sort of a Mets fan version of Kramer running his own Moviefone operation.
As I passed one of those mall kiosks I had the notion of making myself up one of the METS SECURITY hats me and the missus have been trying to cadge from guards for three years now. I already have the golf shirt. So besides looking cool, I could escort Upper-Deckers to seats in Field Level for $5, too!
Congratulations on your monumental win. I wish I'd been counting from the beginning.
Thanks Kevin. I swear I don't think I've been to a game until I come home and write it down.
I echo your comments, Kevin. Wish I would have kept a log of all the games I've been to (since the late 60s !) or at least a box score …..