August 23, 1989: Queens, NY
Shea Stadium was more than just the home of my New York Mets; it was where my love for the game of baseball began. I can remember it like it was yesterday. My father was on vacation and bought two mezzanine reserve tickets for the August 23rd game against the San Francisco Giants. That morning, I woke my dad up and told him that I was ready to go. Needless to say, I did not know that the Shea Stadium gates did not open at 9am. I spent my time practicing my imaginary swing and windup. Although it happened almost 29 years ago, I can see it if I close my eyes. [Read more…]
