Happy belated 4th to all of you in America! I spent my eve of the 4th at Citi Field watching the Mets whoop the Phillies and boy did we give them a whooping. As a little girl I grew up a Mets fan. So much so that my American Girl doll made it to Shea Stadium with an oversized Mets hat on multiple occasions but since the demolishing of Shea- I have never been to the new field! Now, I’ve been to Yankee Stadium twice as a traitor but man was it great heading to CF.
Not to be biased or anything but compared to the industrialized, ego empowered Yankee Stadium, in my opinion Citi Field overshadows them Yanks. We’re more family driven, good ‘ol hearted sports loving, Shake Shack eatin’ people and when it comes to singing “Take me Out to the Ball Game”, we really mean it.
So I know what your thinking, “the Mets? Really? Why don’t you just give yourself the death sentence- they suck!” Well Okay. I know we hit a bad streak. A bad one. But Hakuna Matata. The past is the past! Whatever happened to dedication! We’re not all-stars but look where we are now?! We’re still in the season. Let me live a little and relish in the moment! I mean, this is America, home of the underdog and who doesn’t like to stare at David Wright anyways?