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Superlative job by David Jordan in this Tommy Davis-bylined recollection of life as a Met in 1967.
| Did we lose 101 games? We sure did. But when you put good, young players on the field every day, they’re either goin’ to the bank or they’re goin’ to school. There was a lot of learning at Shea in 1967, but the difference between the early years and ‘67, the good players stopped making the same mistakes. That’s when you know it’s working. Some nights I would drive home from the game to my mother’s house in Brooklyn where I lived that season and the most delicious fish dinner was waiting for me on the kitchen counter. Some nights we’d be in midtown at the fancier hotel bars meeting an opposing player from out of town, bartenders at steakhouses in beige dinner jackets, old-school. Then there’d be Monday nights after a game - I would get changed in the clubhouse, give the beat guys like Jack Lang and Dick Young a quote or two to help keep them fed, and then this would be waiting for me at The Vanguard downtown. |
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