June 9th, 2018
Yesterday, I went to a Subway Series game with one of my friends (who happens to be a Yankee fan). We were sitting up in section 516, a section typically dominated by Mets plan holders, but was instead taken over by Yankee fans, causal baseball fans, and the corporate “suits”.
The game was a pitchers duel, and a great one at that, with deGrom getting no run support (per usual), dealing through 7.2 IP, until he threw a flat curveball to Brett Gardner, who turned on it and drove it out of the park.
Immediately afterwords, I heard some of the worst language from fans (of any sport at any game) of the Yankees, which motivated me to tweet this out:
Now, don’t get me wrong, every team has a few bad apples, and I’ve seen Mets, Marlins and Rockies fans get ejected for bad taste in their language, or simply being inappropriate in a family atmosphere.
The problem with Friday nights game, however, was how the heckling wasn’t an isolated incident. All around me, there were people that should never be allowed in a ballpark, let alone consume a drink in one, and it ruined the gameday experience for me.
There was, however, one other effect this had on me. It renewed my deep rooted hatred for the men from the Bronx. I’ve always hated the Yankees, but I loathe their fanbase even more, and there was nothing I wanted to do more in the bottom of the ninth than to give the orange and blue a standing ovation after they walked it off, instead I got more trash talk from the intoxicated Yankee fans.
So, no, I don’t think the Subway Series has “lost it’s luster”. There is still something special about these games, and there always will be.
The Mets and Yankees, wether it be in a friendly exhibition game, or Game 7 of the World Series, will never go together, and nor should they.