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Great pics, Mr. Met is the best, he was at the hospital I work at last year and the kids could not have been more excited to see him, he stole the show from David Cone, I remember Cal Ripkin saying at his last or next to last All-Star Game that the biggest thrill for him was his kids getting to meet Mr.Met.

Guest Spacemans Bong
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You missed the best one - Condoleeza Rice pushes for the 2012 Olympics before the IOC, while New York's big power brokers sit in the back...

Guest Edgy DC
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I can't imagine how long that post takes on dial-up.

Guest cooby
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I love Mr. Met! My husband hates him.

I emailed him the Iwo Jima picture. No message, just the picture. Hehehe

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="Frayed Knot"]Mr. Met gets all the hot chicks.


I didn't know you felt that way about Ms. Rice.

I like this one:



It's kinda arty, kinda Mr.Met-looks-like-he's-going-to-eat-that-baseball. And who is that guy with the tiny Mr. Met head on (near the top of the post)... that is SO not Mr. Met.

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Well we do know that Steve Earle feels that way about Condi.


Oh Condi Condi beggin’ on my knees
Open up your heart and let me in wontcha please
Got no money but everybody knows
I love you Condi and I’ll never let you go
Sweet and dandy pretty as can be
You be the flower and I’ll be the bumble bee
Oh she loves me oops she loves me not
People say you’re cold but I think you’re hot

Oh, Condi, Condi
Oh, Condi, Condi

Oh Condi, Condi I’m talkin’ to you girl
What’s it gonna hurt come on give me a whirl
Shake your body now let me see you go
One time for me Oh Condi I love you so
Skank for me Condi show me what you got
They say you’re too uptight I say you’re not
Dance around me spinnin’ like a top
Oh Condi Condi Condi don’t ever stop

Oh Condi Condi Can’t you hear me call
I’m standin’ in the street outside your garden wall
Pocketful of money belly full of wine
Condi in my heart and romance on my mind
Listen to me Condi don’t be afraid
I come here tonight to chase your blues away
I’ll never hurt you I’ll treat you right
Oh Condaleeza won’t you come out tonight

Pretty little Condi precious as can be
Bet you never had another lover like me

Guest cooby
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The more I look at this badge:



the more I think I have it somewhere. I am going to have to look through my jewelry boxes

Guest SwitchHitter
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I like Mr. Met. I wish the Astros had as cool of a mascot--oh wait, they did before they fired him. With the move to the ballpark at Union Station, they fired Orbit and brought in Junction Jack, a railroad-themed rabbit.

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Yup, that's him.

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]I can't imagine how long that post takes on dial-up.


a minute in and its not loaded and half the pictures are red x's.

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Doesn't a thread with this title belong in the Member Self Promotion Forum?

Later

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Anyone have a pic of Mr. Met and Met-le?

"...THEY"RE MASCOT WAS A JACKASS!"
-Don LaGreca 1050 ESPN Radio going off on Met-le and other "Bush League" antics the Mets have had througout the years (Pignatano's bullpen garden was the other major thing from that rant)

Steve

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="cooby"]The more I look at this badge:



the more I think I have it somewhere. I am going to have to look through my jewelry boxes



Looked, but did not find. Shoot.

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Does Mrs. Met Know?!?!?!?

Guest cooby
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Aw, two of my favorites together...

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Guest Edgy DC
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So a few weeks back we elected to vacation in Binghamton while some creatures wearing Met uniforms elected to destroy the Diamondbacks. A day or two before we left, Ms. Edgy was thrifting at Value Village and sees this guy in a toy bin. A toy bin, can you believe it? His tag said $.80, but it was 20% off day, so 62 cents and this happy guy was strapped in and on his way home.



Don't look at me like that. It was a rental. The cigarette burn was somebody else's fault. Anyway, the little guy sure was a joyous little dickens, especially after he heard we were Met fans and were on our way up to see the B-Mets play.



Then, when I told him that Bingo wasn't far from Cooperstown, he was beside himself, and he began to take over the planning for the trip.



Binghamton, besides being the home of the B-Mets, is also the home of six carousels. What we didn't know was that they were all by Herschel, more of a second-tier carver. He was no Dentzel or Mueller, but Mr. Met didn't care.



He particularly liked the non-horse menagerie animals. Here he is riding a doggie.



Eventually the dog got old. On the next carousel, MM went for the piggie.



Even piggies get old, so Mr. Met tried some trick riding, practicing to get brass rings.




Well, you know, the little guy had enough stimulation so we went for lunch and a lie-down, but eventually he started hopping around the room, wondering what else there was to do in Binghamton. The game wasn't until the next day, and, honestly, there wasn't much else to do in Binghamton. Mr. Met was kind of sad, but, once he spotted this sign, he laughed and laughed:



So, it was off to Cooperstown, home of the hallowed. The Baseball Hall of Fame and Museum. First thing I heard him say was, "Lindsey. Oh, boy, I loved Lindsey." So we together peaked into the case and...



"You're that into broadcasters?" I asked?

"Gosh, yeah, I am!" he replied.

"Well," I said, "there's the wall of Ford C. Frick Award winners. He practically pulled my arm off."



"Bob!"



"Lindsey!"

"Great, huh?"

"Yabbut... yabbutt...?"

"...but where's Ralph?"

"Uh-huh?"

"Over there."



"Holy smokes!"

"Waddaya think?"

"You mean all the players get these great plaques?"

"Only the best."



"Kid!!"

(Mister is so jazzed up here that he doesn't even realize that he's sitting on top of Eddie Murray's plaque as he poses.)

Not all pictures came out great. I don't have much to show for his encountering Berra's plaque and Gibson's. This is all I got of him with Seaver's, and he went nuts over Seaver's.



He didn't want to leave Seaver's but I told him there's more and he regrettably left to see



"Spahnnie... Glory, praise, and honor unto you."



"Nolie... Hail, mighty one."



"Casey... Words fail me. And not in a clever way like they used to fail you, either."

He's so cute. Here he is showing Willie Mays his version of the over-the-head catch.



He wanted to go back to look at Seaver's plaque again, but I had to show him more. He couldn't climb the glass, so we boosted him up to look in the display case, as the reflection indicates. But it also shows an eerie reflection of Mister in which he appears to be inside the case, enraptured by the relics. This pretty much represents what was going on.



"Wow, Seaver stuff."

"I told you this was better.'

"What's with the red shoes?"

"I honestly don't know. Maybe they're from his White Sox days."

"Do those count?"

"Begrudgingly, Mister, begrudingly."

"Were they magic shoes?"

"Nope, the magic was in the arm... and the knee."

"The knee..."

We continued the tour, but no other exhibits moved him or us like that one, at least none that our camera could capture well. So it was a quick visit to the ball field and then back to Binghamton.

"Bingo's a deadbeat college town out of session," Mister cried. "What allures could it possibly have after that?"

Guest cooby
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Edgy, you desperately need to have a child.

But that is pretty dang cute.

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I kept waiting for sluggo to appear in that little travelogue

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