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| Being ... Mr. Met Page 2 staff | ||
Forget the Tigers. They're just bad. For pure entertainment, we'll take the Mets as the best running joke in the majors. They're Amazin' in their ineptitude -- on the diamond and in the clubhouse. Page 2 checks in with the "face" of the franchise:
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 "Things were great with Linda after the 'suntan lotion' commercial, but everything got weird when she started talking about becoming 'Mrs. Met.' " |
 "My head might weigh 37 pounds ... but I can at least bend over to field a groundball." |
 "Hey, maybe there are some advantages to being a bald mascot." |
 "If I were to put on that fake mustache and glasses, maybe I could pass myself off as Billy The Marlin." |
 "Geez! Cedeno couldn't hit .250 if they were pitching my head." |
 "Screw Alf! Mike had agreed to do the commercials with me." |
 "I wouldn't trust Armando with a three-run lead in the ninth ... or scissors and clippers in the seventh." |