Let’s. Go. Mets.

We are officially on the Mets’ bandwagon. The first-place Mets, that is! I have my young son James to thank/blame for that. The kid wears his Lucas Duda shirt about 5 times per week. Yes, we even wash and dry it on occasion. He is currently at Marist Baseball Camp. With his Duda shirt, and his Mets’ cap, autographed by David Wright (more on that in a little bit).

Ever since last Thursday, the Mets have turned their fortunes around. Swept the Nationals. Pummeled the Marlins. Now in first place. But oh wait. Last Thursday. Yeah. We were there for that. What a long day at the Citi. Nearly three hours of rain delays. We stayed through them all. James got to meet Mr. Met (see photo for proof). We got Wright’s autograph (side note: very cool and classy thing of the Team Captain to do, rewarding the diehards that stayed through the downpours). Oh, did I mention? The Mets blew a 7-1 lead (it wasn’t long ago that 7 runs was a week’s worth for the Metropolitans …) and lost that game to the Padres, 8-7. Mets’ fatalists saw that as the beginning of the end for them. It was not. Duda has gone from “dud” to “dude” by whacking home runs at an alarming rate; their pitching is world-class; their lineup all of a sudden has some Major Leaguers in it. This could be interesting.

Meanwhile, quietly, across town? The Yankees are in first place too. OK!