Mets

I have been a lifelong Yankee fan. For this I have never made any apology, nor do I have any plans to. In the sense that fandom is an unquestioning instinctive knowledge instilled from an early age, I can only be a Yankee fan. My relationship with the Mets was never acrimonious; in fact, it was downright cordial. My gloves and hats were signed by Mets greats at baseball camp. Bobby Bonilla was the first big leaguer I ever met, and I shagged flies delivered by the bat of Ed Kranepool. But if I had to click on a radio button, I have always been a Yankee fan.