For the first time in a year-and-a-half, I went to Citi Field. I left feeling a little off, but not because the home team did something stupid or embarrassing on the field, both because I am not a Mets fan and baseball season hasn't started. Instead, it was because I got something while I was there. Two, actually.
Jonathan Shazar
Thanks, buddy! Even if I can't go along with the hashtag.
Dealings are afoot in Flushing.
Today is not Opening Day for one of the local nine. Tomorrow, either.
The 2020 season is not playing out quite as the big guy imagined.
The Big Guy’s Twitter account was just about the only good thing to come out of 2020 and now you’ve ruined it.
I wouldn’t want to be Sandy Alderson if the Big Guy doesn’t get a parade this year.
He must really want to own the Mets to agree to another round of “exclusive negotiations” with the Family Wilpon.
If you see the new owner red-faced a shouting during the game, rest assured he’s yelling at a Point72 underling and not at Edwin Diaz.
With a mere $2.5 billion each, they are both among the 332.8 million poorest Americans.
