I'll Watch A Mets Game With These Old Birds Any Day

I’ll sit with Maude, Agnes and Mildred here any day. Snag some seats in the Pepsi Porch, slug Bud Lights and listen to them tell me tales from the 1962 Mets when they were 34 years old. I bet at least one of these chicks gave an HJ to Grandpa Matz underneath the old bleachers at Shea. They got stories from teams you never even Googled. Its refreshing to sit and watch a game with someone who can tell you old tales from before you were around. Its like taking in a baseball game and history lesson all at once. Plus this chick’s shoe game is on POINT

I would ask her where I can get the hookup on her Mets Air Force 1s. And forget about just watching a game with this chick:

 

For all I know there might have been a game during the first half of the year where she batted cleanup. Terry trotted out Beatrice, John Mayberry and Eric Campbell as his 3-4-5.

Bottom line is these blue hairs have been to hell and back with this team. 3 tickets to the next Barstool At The Ballpark on me, ladies.

PS – In a weird way I also sort of hate people like this. They’ve seen 2 World Series wins already. Like I sort of hate my mom too for celebrating in 1986. To be perfectly honest the worst possible Mets fan existence is to be born in like 1980. Too young to have any memories of 1986, old enough to have 35 years of misery.