Originally Posted By: pizzaboy
Originally Posted By: helenwheels
How does a nice Bronx boy like yourself end up a Mets fan? It must have been the source of much schoolyard strife when you were a kid smile

That's okay, I've had to explain that here a few times before. As I said, my Dad was from Harlem, where the Polo Grounds were located and the Giants played. They pulled out on him and headed west when he was close to thirty years old. He resented them for a long time for the move (although he was happy when they won three of the last five World Series because Bonds was gone and he hated him).

Anyway, like a lot of Dodgers fans (who suffered the same experience), in '62 he adopted the Mets. And he instilled it into me. And to ne honest, there are more Mets fans in the Bronx than you might think. I mean, it's probably no more than 15%, but we're here.


But yeah, growing up around Fordham a Mets fan wasn't easy lol.


Aw, he sounds just like my grandfather. He and my grandma followed that same path in baseball teams. So much so that when my grandmother died one of her floral arrangements was the Mets logo. You know guineas and our funeral flowers smile


Originally Posted By: pizzaboy
Originally Posted By: helenwheels
^^ in some areas yes, that's true, but that's less likely for people in alphabet city or the LES. These were mostly rental areas, walk up tenements, pretty low income.

Pretty much what I just posted above.

Great minds etc smile


Last edited by helenwheels; 08/13/15 08:01 PM.

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