Someone with the Zeile of the Converted. Underwent a transformation as the MFYs were about to choke and never looked back. Well, he looks back a lot, but you know what I mean. I hadn�t seriously considered switching allegiances until I had the reaction I did during the ALCS in 2004. My favorite team had been the Yankees, but my second favorite team was the Mets. There was no point to hating the Mets, because the baseball fan in me just viewed it as that much more awesome that I had that much more baseball to root for in my city. I would root for the Yankees over the Mets, but outside of those games, I wanted the Mets to win just as much as I wanted the Yankees to win. One of the greatest baseball memories I have is watching the 15-inning classic against the Mets and the Braves, the game everybody now knows as Robin Ventura�s Grand Slam Single. I remember being extremely pissed off at Kenny Rogers (a f%∈ walk?) two nights later. In my study of baseball, I am extremely fascinated with the National League side of New York, even when I was a Die-hard Yankee fan. My cousin and uncle are Met fans, my grandfather was a Giants fan in Brooklyn, so when the transformation in 2004 happened in me, it only felt natural to join the die-hard Mets fandom mid-stream. Nobody thought I was genuine. The Met fans I had grown up with said, �You can�t be a flip-flopper, so don�t think you can go back.� And I said, �Of course not.� I had stopped identifying with the Yankees, and while the Yankees are a large part of baseball history and my personal baseball history, I feel much more a part of baseball being a Mets fan than I did as a Yankee fan in the latter years of that fandom. At first, my dad thought it was about him, and while he called me a traitor at the beginning, he eventually realized it wasn�t about him and only calls me a traitor jokingly now. He says he�s just happy that I love baseball and that he was a part of building up that passion.