August 3, 2000
The Pendleton homer. Mets up, 4-3, two outs in the 9th, McDowell pitching. Mets one game behind the Cards in this first game of a crucial three-game series. Pendleton had two strikes on him, and 55,000 people starting singing, "Na-na-na, hey-hey, goodbye..." Even my friends and I in the upper deck felt confident enough to start singing along. Then, Pendleton unloaded a line-drive home run to straight away center field. You never heard 55,000 people get so quiet so fast. It was sickeningly quiet the next inning when Jesse Fiasco gave up the go-ahead home run to Tommy Herr. Everybody knew this was a mortal blow. The Mets never recovered that season.
August 31, 2001
I remember this game. Darling and Meyers had a combined one-hitter going to the ninth, the Mets were up 4-1. Then with 2 out McDowell gave up a run scoring hit and then a 2-run homer to Pendleton. They lost in the 10th and lost a chance to go only .5 games out. Instead they were 2.5 out and were done.
September 4, 2001
Oh yeah - I forgot to mention in my 8/31 posting that I was actually at the game. I was sitting way up with a bunch of friends and I remember a fight breaking out a few rows in front of us during the Cards' rally. I still remember someone saying in a very sad voice - "See you guys starting fighting and the Mets started falling apart!!"
July 22, 2002
This is one of the top 5 worst Met losses of all time in my book. Up 4-1 in the 9th - Shea rocking and rolling. The Mets ready to close to within .5 games with Gooden and Cone going in the rest of the series. We were thinking World Series repeat until Pendleton unloads in the 9th. Once he hit it, you knew we were done, you didn't even have to watch the tenth. It was just like Scoscia's blast in the '88 NLCS off of Doc - same empty feeling inside. And it was on 9/11 to boot!
July 24, 2002
I was at Pizzeria Uno with a group of my friends on a Friday night. I wasn't old enough to drive so my pop had to pick me up. While he was on his way, Pendleton stroked one to center and ruined me that night. My dad, to this day, calls me a jinx for getting him out of the house to come get me. And of course, he wasn't the biggest Orosco fan, and I was. This game has scarred me for life.
Jeff In Florida
May 27, 2003
I was at this game as well. I was 12 years old. It broke my heart. I'll never forget sitting in the upper deck and seeing a furious fight between Cards and Mets fans. When Whitey came out of the dugout to talk to his pitcher all the Mets fans BOOOOOOOOOOOOed! And I'll never forget a guy sitting next to me with a Cards hat on saying, "If the Mets fans keep booing the Cards might just win." As a 12 year old who was a big Back to the Future fan I later wondered if he was actually a time traveler who already knew the outcome of the game because nobody saw it coming. We had it won. I still say Davey should have stuck with Randy Myers who was pitching great instead of bringing in McDowell who was off and on that year.
September 30, 2003
This is without a doubt the worst game in Mets history. I was an usher in a wedding that night. The groom and ushers were all die-hard Met fans so we kept running to the bar to watch. The score was 4-1 Mets the entire game. McDowell had two strikes on Willie McGee with two outs in the ninth. He singles up the middle to score a run. Then Pendleton. It was the most empty feeling I've ever had as a fan. I agree with all those who've said we knew the season was over right then. Yeah, it happened on 9/11, and all these years later we still ride our friend that he got married on the worst night in Mets history. Johnson was an absolute fool to take out Myers, whom the Cardinals couldn't touch.
July 12, 2006
I was at this game - I never saw Shea go from complete elation to absolute silence so quickly. I can still see that Pendleton shot (and it WAS a shot) sailing over Mookie's head and over the centerfield wall.
Anyone remember that McReynolds almost tied it in the bottom of the 10th - line drive caught at the top of the right field wall.
Mike from Brooklyn
October 29, 2010
Was in a bar on the upper East Side watching this with my brother and a embittered Pirates fan (imagine what he is like now!). We were feeling so good about our Mets until the stunning shot by Pendleton. No one in the place could believe it. My Pirates friend was ecstatic (surprised we didn't kill him).
As others mentioned you had a sense that the Mets were done. Was such a tough season and to lose like this was brutal - and a harbinger of bad times to come (i.e. the Scioscia in '88)