metsguyinmichigan wrote: The line, "Willie, say good bye to America" may be among most elegant things said in a Mets uniform. I'm proud he was a Met. I don't care how he played. Exactly. All I knew was that this was one of my biggest boyhood idols, right up there with Tommie Agee. I joke in a way, but I'm also serious. I knew Mays was a superstar for years, a shoe in Hall of Famer who was, IMO, the most all around talented player I ever saw (jeeze, I knew who Willie Mays was before I knew who the Mets were) and that Tommie was just a local world series hero, but it didn't matter to me. They both were larger than life to me, and Mays,..yea, larger then the game itself. It was SUCH a thrill to have the opportunity to go down to the rail in field box before the game and see Mays close up. Five feet away! In a Met uniform, no less! Smilin, jokin, tossing the ball with Buzz Capra or somebody. Like MGIM I was so proud he was playing for my team. I did not care how he did, and many times he did something that made me go WOW. I remember buying a big black and white poster of him in '72 jumping up against the outfield wall and robbing a homer. I found a picture of this poster over the internet at some point over the years, but I can't find it now. I hope I do. That poster was on my wall for a long time. The play in the 73 series. I have not seen it replayed since I saw it happen live on TV. I'd like to see that footage. I may remember the play wrong. I think he did lose the ball in the sun and took a route around it and then tried to make a lunging/diving catch of that drive. I do remember thinking it should have been caught. But I wasn't mad. And by rights I should have been, but I wasn't. I was sad. Because it did drive home the fact that Willie was no longer the flawless wonder that I grew up seeing. And I knew the end of the series was also the last time I would be seeing Willie play. Did that play really hurt us in the series. If I remember correctly, yes, very much so. But I never thought any less of Willie Mays. I tend to remember all the times I got to see him close up (I even waited for him by the Diamond Club a few times) and even say something to him, and get a response. Those experiences were worth it and far outweigh the 73 series loss. Could you imaging walking by Babe Ruth's side and talking to him as he strolled to his car? To me, that's what it was like to be around Willie. Here's a picture of that '73 WS play, actually two images I edited together years back.