Ahh, Shea Stadium. I went to the game with my little sister. We got there a few minutes late and she had to go to the bathroom (of course, if she'd listened and gone before we left the house, we'd have been fine, but I digress), and I made her stop in the parking lot so I could take pictures of the stadium. Like I told her that day, I've been a Mets fan my entire life, and going to Shea for the first time when I was 5 was like a religious experience. At that time, it was magical because it was where Darryl Strawberry played; when I went there last June, it was also where Mike Piazza, John Olerud (I never could spell his name right), Rey Ordonez, Turk Wendell, David Wright, Jose Reyes, and all of the other players I rooted for over the years had played; it was where I yelled at John Rocker for being an idiot and then watched him find out he had been traded while he was in the bullpen warming up for a game; it was where I'd watched baseball with my parents and my brother and sister; it was where the Mets had gone through so many ups and downs; it was filled with a history I felt in some way I was part of just by being a fan...
David Wright hitting a home run. If you look closely just under where it says neweracap.com on the dugout, you can see the ball leaving the bat...
Citifield being constructed...
The Mets do a team handshake like no other I've seen at the end of the game. Boy can these guys jump...
I took this shot with the camera phone on my Blackberry and was suprised at the quality...
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