'Course, a win would have been good.
You know what's also fun? Riding that Peter Pan bus home. With Tom Petty playing. And all bus windows remaining intact.
I know we've visited this bus trip before -- in 2008, in 2009 and in 2010. But whaddayagonnado? Not share a day like this?
I think not. So! Let's get to it.
|Hello New York!|
|You look gorgeous.|
|Mistah, apparently, got invited to a tailgate cookout, while he had ostensibly gone back to get the camera.|
|Pretty swanky cookout.|
|Angela and Chewie?|
|Bringing New London straight to Citi Field.|
|We had great seats, from where we could see the water.|
|My armpit, and Daniel Murphy, who was featured in the program, and who had just hit a single.|
|Please note the reflection of Mistah himself in MarkDowd's shades.|
|Our illustrious host.|
|Both our illustrious hosts, with Brux, another of the New York contingent.|
|18 million Phillies fans attended. Bastids.|
|Our little married friend.|
|Mary Lynn and Steve, fun-lovers at large.|
|Tracey's first bus trip. Mark Dowd's too.|
|"Throw me a t-shirt! |
Throw me a t-shirt!
It's ITAM for Pete's sake!"
|Mr. Cobb, Mets Fan Extraordinaire.|
|I'm so proud of Mistah, a Red Sox fan, for taking this photo. |
|MB was a first-time bus-tripper too, New York side.|
|It's amazing, really, how much we all have to talk about.|
|I love when people keep score . . .|
|. . . it's like a completely different language.|
|Johnny Slips was determined to buy daiquiris, after |
Jacquie's tale of triumph over woe last year:
I shyly approached the Rum Cart guy like a Dickensonian orphan with my empty cup. "Please, sir...." I sheepishly implored: “Do you have any mercy for someone whose drink got knocked over in the bathroom by mean scary brutes?”
|MB with the best Mets shirt in the joint.|
|We had moments of cheering, but mostly the Good Guys |
couldn't do squat.
|Row Z, baby.|
|Citi Field is a beautiful spot on this little planet of ours.|
|Someday I want to run in the Mr. Met Dash.|
|"Don't worry: we'll lock up."|
|See you next time, Citi Field.|
|These are not men we know, but we were so impressed by the sheer exuberance of their girth.|
|And then . . . the bus ride home.|
|Hsinny came back to visit us a lot, and for that we were immensely pleased.|
|Mistah Schleckah was in rare form that day. He may have been my favorite friend on The Bus.|
|Although Mr. Lay's was pretty great too.|
|As was our old friend Mistah Schaeffer.|
Another great day at the ballpark. See you next time, kids.