Copyright 2000 Daily News, L.P.
Daily News (New
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June 10, 2000, Saturday RACING FINAL EDITION
SECTION: SPORTS; Pg. 46
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HEADLINE: NO TOKEN HATRED ON THIS SUBWAY SERIES RIDE
BYLINE: BY FILIP BONDY
BODY:
I DON'T KNOW how to break this to Met fans, but we Creatures really aren't
all that excited about this Subway Series. Annoyed is probably the more accurate
description. Aggravated, maybe. Agitated, at times.
For us, this is only
a silly three-game gimmick on the way to another world championship. But to the
hundreds of unwashed Met fans who poured into the Stadium last night, this
seemed to be a matter of life and death - their one chance to prove their team
stinks slightly less this season than it did the season before. "This means
nothing to me," said Little Mike Millanta of Rockland County, longtime Creature,
who was more concerned about reports of the dead crows near his home than the
live Mets in the Bronx.
The Mets came, anyway, just like the West Nile
mosquitoes. Their fans buzzed around the outskirts of Section 39, wearing a wide
selection of their nine or 10 official jerseys, and sporting a pathetic look
that said: "This is it. This is what it's all about. If we can just take two of
three . . ."
We hate to tell these people, but this isn't what it's all
about. This is what Major League Baseball marketing is about. There are much
bigger games for us against much worthier rivals, like the ones just completed
in Atlanta, and the ones coming up against Boston.
There was an
unfortunate rumble outside Turner Field, by the way, after that Saturday game.
Several Creatures made the trip down to Rockerville, and were very nearly
arrested. At one point, Nadia smashed a Braves fan in the head with a camera,
then stepped back and took a photo of the damage.
Message to Met fans:
You don't want to mess with Nadia.
Anyway, a bunch of us were standing
outside on River Ave. before the game yesterday, trying to remember exactly when
it was that we first started hating the Mets.
Chuck (looks like
Knoblauch) remembered how he was watching a Yankee exhibition game on TV in
March, 1981, and how Dave Winfield was at the plate, and then Ronald Reagan got
shot. He remembered how the local station foolishly cut to reports of the Reagan
shooting, without finishing Winfield's at-bat, and how Chuck figured this was
probably a Met conspiracy of some kind.
Steve Krauss of Staten Island
recalled how he was 9 years old when he got in his first fight with a Met fan in
grade school.
"It was a pretty good one, because there weren't any
teachers around and it lasted a long time," he said.
Krauss was
suspended then, for his hatred of the Mets.
Many of the Creatures have
ex-friends and long-forgotten relatives, written out of our wills, who were
seduced by the evil mind-bending cult of Met fans. We tried, but were unable to
de-program them.
These are tragedies difficult to discuss, even in this
space.
As for myself, the Filip Creature, I first became disgusted with
the Mets and their fawning fans back in 1969.
There I was, a '60s
radical at college, spending my spare time rooting for the Cubs at Wrigley
Field, just so the Yankees would still be the No. 1 team back home in New York.
All I wanted to talk about, when I came back for the summer, was overthrowing
Richard Nixon and the Baltimore Orioles. All anybody else wanted to discuss was
the allegedly Amazin' Mets.
ALWAYS REMEMBER, Met fans: This era, this
column, is payback, for the shadows we were forced to occupy in 1969. This is
for Joe Pepitone, Horace Clarke, Gene Michael, Jerry Kenney, Roy White, Bobby
Murcer, Ron Woods and Jake Gibbs - and maybe a little for Ernie Banks, too.
On Monday, the Mets will be gone from our sacred section. That is the
good news. The bad news is the Red Sox fans will invade immediately, soiling the
stairways.
I will flash back to when I sat in the left-field bleachers,
watching Jim Lonborg warming up next to me, preparing to beat the Yankees again.
And I will heckle the Sox - for Horace Clarke, for Jerry Kenney.
Like my
fellow Creatures, I don't let go of grudges easily. I still hate Nixon, and I
still hate the Mets.
Neither one, however, is at all relevant to the
next championship banner.
GRAPHIC: TODD MAISEL DAILY
NEWS TWO OF A KIND At least two Met and Yankee fans find a way to get along last
night as this year's version Subway Series gets under way at the Stadium.
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