My aunt, brother, uncle and I were on the SNY broadcast of the Mets game last night, just before the final pitch. As you can see from the looks on our faces, despite the 2 run lead, we were not too convinced there would be a happy outcome.
In fact, I was so pissed with the team that although I brought a Mets sweatshirt to the game (I always wear something team-related), I refused to put it on until they earned it. After that last pitch was thrown, I put it on. (I did wear orange though… I couldn’t be completely unsupportive.)
Each of us instantly received phone calls/texts from different people letting us know they just saw us. According to my mom, the broadcasters said something to the effect of that we were representative of all Mets fans right now — nervous and desperately wanting a win.