The Mets have shown me more ways to lose than I even knew existed.
Every day I dreamt about this moment. Not only about getting to the playoffs, not only getting to the NLCS, but hopefully dreaming of what it would be like to play in the World Series. Now that we’re here words can’t describe it. It’s the World Series.
As with many sports franchises, the Mets have gone through cycles of thrilling waves of success and embarrassing droughts of ineptitude. What’s a fan to do? The answer is simple: share the joys and frustrations with fellow fans over a pint.
The 120-loss 1962 expansion Mets. The late 70s to early 80s doldrums. Anthony Young losing a seemingly unfathomable 27 straight decisions into the summer of 1993. As the saying goes, it’s enough to drive you to drink. Losing can be tough, but at least it can be tempered with a tasty brew.
The Miracle Mets of 1969, the “Say Hey Kid” making his last charge in ’73, Buckner in ’86, and, of course, the unexpected run to the World Series in 2015. What do you do when the champagne runs dry? Douse each other in cheap beer.
We live in the golden age of beer. Celebrating the Black Cat game in ’69 meant drinking a Budweiser, Schlitz, or, if you were fancy, (won’t you try) Extra Dry Rheingold beer. 20 years ago, if you wanted to drown your sorrows in a second place NL East finish- a whopping 21 games behind the Braves- the pinnacle of East Coast craft brewing was a Sam Adams Boston Lager. In 2015, there are 26 craft breweries in New York City alone. At Citi Field, craft beer stands are all over the park with over 60 distinct options.
While beer certainly has its place as a simple a means to intoxication, it usually represents something entirely different. Beer creates passions and promotes creativity and ingenuity. Beer brings people together. In our case, beer wrangles a small group of baseball fans that have never even met in real life and creates a common voice of interest for us and anyone in the world with an internet connection.
Though we have varying styles and voices, our sheer enjoyment of beer and the New York Mets will ring true throughout.
Let’s go Mets.