The weather could be warmer and the home team’s pitchers could do a better job of throwing the ball to first base, and yet neither of those items changes the fact this has become a disinterested baseball market when only a few thousand people will show up to watch the New York Mets at splendiferous Target Field.
The Mets started in 1962 with the grandest celebration of ineptitude in American sports history, they performed as much of a miracle in 1969 as anything that would take place upstate in Lake Placid and their followers hate the Yankees even more than did Minnesota’s baseball fans, back in the days when we had a sizable number of those.
What’s not to get you to the ballpark when the Mets drop in here from the National League, which has been annually starting in 2023?
They might be having a good season, they might be having a bad season, but there is always drama — and loyalists in the stands ready to express candid opinions.
“If they think you messed up, our fans don’t call out to you by name,” said Jeremy Hefner, the Mets pitching coach. “They usually come up with another name.”
Hefner wasn’t complaining. He enjoys the rabid nature of the Mets audience, particularly during those now six games per regular season vs. the haughty Yankees.
As a newspaper reporter who covered 25 World Series, local prejudice makes it impossible to put any of those October tournaments ahead of the Twins’ two championships: the epic seven-gamer vs. Atlanta in 1991 and the first one in seven games over St. Louis in 1987.
The only outside contender for first place would be the Mets vs. the Boston Red Sox in 1986. The sixth game ended after midnight at Shea Stadium, with the Mets rallying for three runs in the bottom of 10th after there were two outs and no base runners.