Been waiting all my life for a World Series crown. In '86 I was just about to turn 6. I obviously knew what baseball was, but at 5 years old you don't really have a grasp on what this game does to you as a person. By the time I did know, it was too late. I was IN.
If you're totally invested in a sports team, you know the pain that comes with strings of losing seasons. The highs are incredible, and the lows leave you questioning how it's even possible to be this upset about aGAME. Most of you reading this, know exactly what I'm talking about.
Now 29 years later, we have another shot at greatness. Those of you who did experience the Mets Magic of 69 and 86, I've been jealous of you for years. Hopefully we're all wiping away the tears of joy after just 4 more blue and orange W's.
WORLD SERIES BASEBALL! LGM!