By Cecilio's Scribe on Feb 03, 2010 with Comments 11
Thanks for Nothing, Mom
I don’t know about you, but there are certain things I can count on in life. One surefire bet is my mother gifting me some sort of sports-a-day calendar for Christmas. With. Out. Fail. In a way, it’s incredibly cute and endearing. My moms, being a huge sports fan, likes to think that the action of tearing off a piece of paper each day to reveal another little known fact in sporting history is a life-affirming thing for me. It’s cool, or at least cute. Or should I say was cool/cute. It’s not even the fact that I’m now 32 years-old and have a hard enough time getting myself up in the morning, let alone going through the dutiful exercise of reading today’s “fun fact.” The much larger issue is one of her selections this past holiday season – the official 2010 New York Mets team calendar.
In answer to the question posed in this post’s title, this seemingly innocuous desk calendar is a modern-day torture device for Mets fans. Whereas my page-a-day general baseball calendar (yes, I got two calendars this holiday season) sits on my desk at work, the Mets version sits at home in a dark corner of our “guest” bedroom. The former offers an occasional welcome respite from the work day. In which World Series was the first night game played? Oh, fun! A: 1971. Heck, I would’ve definitely gone with one of the earlier options. Interesting…
The Mets calendar instead shares wonderful nuggets like this:
Honestly? Are you f-in kidding me?! This is the type of sh$! I need to start my day — before jamming myself into the 2/3 train with the inevitable hoards? Is this punishment, Mom, and, if so, what did I do to deserve this? Not that the content of the calendar itself is surprising. This franchise has teased, tantalized and (ultimately) tortured its fanbase with elevated expectations for decades. Why not re-live some of that almost history? Thursday’s calendar entry reminds fans that the Mets originally drafted Roger Clemens. Sure, I loathe the Rocket with great fervor now, and Nails ended up a hero of our ’86 squad, but it’s another fitting example of one of those things “might have been.”
I haven’t run through the whole calendar, but I’ve thumbed through it and these historical kicks in the nether regions are more than occasional. Meaning, I’ve got plenty more painful reminders of what it means to be a Mets fan on top of my season tickets that serve to illuminate said reality live and in technicolor.
So, mom, and whomever else might be listening and eventually contemplating gift ideas for holiday 2010, please refrain from the 2011 Mets calendar. My cup runneth over.
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About the Author: Cecilio's Scribe is the founder of The Legend of Cecilio Guante and a generally pessimistic fan of the Mets, Jets, Knicks and Rangers. A fine NYC-based gentlemen who hones his marketing skills as his primary trade by day. Husband, chef, father of a newborn and after-hours blogger by night. Proud alum of the mighty Big Red of Cornell. University. Hot sauce devotee. Staunch protester of the continued wussifcation of American sports. Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick.
Thanks for Nothing, Mom
Carlos Beltran! What do I win?
The memory hasn't faded.
http://toole.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-am-moving-to-cleveland.html
Do you seriously think the Mets put this calendar together and included that question? The Mets do not have time to check all this crap. MLB gives the rights to do these calendars to various companies. Nobody has a say except that company
really, i thought this was part of jay horowitz's role as PR guy/calendar fact provider. did i ever say anything about mets management determining the content for the calendar? didn't think so…
i also get this same calendar from my mom every year. upon reading today's trivia question, i turned the page to friday instantly.
I got this calender for my cousin at a dollar store…according to him, it's the worst dollar I ever spent. He texts me every morning to give me the bad news. LOL!
I just read the Roger Clemens nugget. Coincidently, right before I looked at this site. Good Stuff!
As an aside, I'll take Nails any day of the week over that lying sack of shit, Roger Clemens.
http://elifrombrooklyn.blogspot.com/2009/12/coming-later.html
i posted a similar article a few weeks ago. scary.
and my mom got me the calendar, too.
even scarier.
lol.
EFB – we are a unique lot
I'm still laughing over the lying sack of—- comment!! My son and husband have been both homicidal and suicidal for years now. A mets calendar is the last thing WE need.
Every year my dad sends me a calendar because I don't think that I would buy it by myself
Say, you got a nice blog. Keep writing.