METS FANS SHARE THEIR MEMORIES OF THE MAY 28, 1969 GAME:
March 22, 2002
OK, y'all--how does the song go? "This could be the start of something BIG..." And indeed it was; because THIS is the game that "slammed the door" on the Mets being the perennial doormat of baseball. For with the completion of this game, the day before my 14th birthday, my Mets have embarked on a never-to-be-done- before-in-their-history ELEVEN GAME WINNING STREAK with this victory over the Padres.
Oh, and it only gets better...A few days after the streak concludes, WE GET CLINK!!!!--Slugger Donn Clendennon comes to the Mets!!! Sing it again, y'all... "This could be the start of something BIG!..."
August 20, 2004
I'm from Missouri, a big Cardinal fan, by the way. But on this date in 1969 I was in New York for the first time and four of us got field box seats (3.50) and we watched the Mets beat the Padres. We were on our high school senior trip.
A good friend of mine, who was a big Mets fan at the time and a Jerry Koosman fan in particular, couldn't wait for me to get back into town to show me the box score of a game in which Koosman had struck out 15. He showed me the box score--and I then I showed him the ticket. I think we were good luck for the Mets that year.
I'm not really a Mets fan anymore, but the BEST baseball book ever written for my money is still "Can't Anybody Here Play this Game?", by Jimmy Breslin. Funniest adult baseball book ever.
August 14, 2009
I believe this was the first game of the ten game winning streak. I had just finished my last college final (a make up art exam ) and I went out to Shea to see Jerry Koosman against the expansion Padres and their adobe brown uniforms. I think Clay Kirby pitched for the Padres but the KOOS outpitched him. I also went on Friday, Sunday against SF and Wednesday against LA. What a homestand: 8-1 and we knew there was something going on with this team.
May 20, 2010
My first baseball game. I was nine years old. I wasn't even very aware of baseball before this game, but I'd have to say this game changed my life. Sat in the field box on the first base side with my father, brother and cousin. My father taught me how to keep score. From this point on, sports moved to the center of my life. It was as if something inside of me had been awakened. Looking back, it's no wonder that I prefer pitchers duels to slugfests.