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Yearbook Cover Derby Round 1.26 1987 revised vs 1992


1987 Revised Edition 15 votes

1992 1 votes

Benjamin Grimm
Apr 17 2018 05:33 AM



1987 Revised Edition



1992

SteveJRogers
Apr 17 2018 05:57 AM
Re: Yearbook Cover Derby Round 1.26 1987 revised vs 1992

FYI, the work that the 1987 cover took parts of:

41Forever
Apr 17 2018 06:02 AM
Re: Yearbook Cover Derby Round 1.26 1987 revised vs 1992

Edited 1 time(s), most recently on Apr 17 2018 06:12 AM

1992 is a really nice cover. But the World Series montage is beautiful!

The racing stripes with the button-up fronts was a nice combo.

Lefty Specialist
Apr 17 2018 06:08 AM
Re: Yearbook Cover Derby Round 1.26 1987 revised vs 1992

Montage over Torborg.

d'Kong76
Apr 17 2018 09:13 AM
Re: Yearbook Cover Derby Round 1.26 1987 revised vs 1992

Montage over that motley crew.

Benjamin Grimm
Apr 17 2018 09:25 AM
Re: Yearbook Cover Derby Round 1.26 1987 revised vs 1992

I'm the sole vote so far for 1992. I'm finding that I really don't like montages.

The 1987 cover should have simply said "WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP EDITION" and had one of these photos instead of that ugly mess.





G-Fafif
Apr 17 2018 10:34 AM
Re: Yearbook Cover Derby Round 1.26 1987 revised vs 1992

"The Flushing branch of the Met Lodge is proud to recognize its new members, all of whom are pictured on the cover of the program you'll find next to your water glass. Please give a nice welcoming round of applause to Brother Jeff, Brother Eddie, Brother Bret and Brother Bobby and wish them success as they join us on our mission of fellowship, community service and bowling. On to the next order of business..."

I'm wary of what the Mets try to tell us and sell us via these covers. When they take four guys who've never been Mets before and pose them in Mets uniforms they have yet to manage or play a game in and push them front and center as exactly the manager and players we've been yearning for, I feel I'm the subject of a brainwashing experiment. Forget whoever it was you were rooting for last year. Root for these guys this year. These are your Mets. Gaze upon them so you can bask in their gentle decency.

To be fair to four men who distinguished themselves in baseball prior to misguidedly donning those uniforms, they could represent the Mount Rushmore of Methood and it would still be a cheesy photo better suited to the Chamber of Commerce's costume night ("did you see the boys -- they decided to come as baseball players!"). The cover of the Mets yearbook? I'd cringe if this were in a high school yearbook. And what's with the yellow/gold background? A new day subliminally dawning? The picture harks back to a simpler time when nobody put much thought into promotional photography.

Any instantly iconic image from the 1986 World Series would have made an excellent 1987 yearbook cover. The Mets took one look at the menu and agonized over what to order. Like everybody from out of town I've ever brought to a Long Island diner, they were practically paralyzed by choice. Unlike those folks, the Mets ordered basically everything on the third page. I like that they decided they needed a revised edition, as if they suddenly remembered they forgot how incredible it was to have won the World Series. There were no in-season personnel procurements of note (I doubt they were revving up the presses simply to swap out Al Pedrique for Bill Almon). That logo from the first edition simply didn't say enough, I guess.

I love all those images. I love Shea in the middle of it. Could have one celebratory scrum or the ticker tape parade communicated the message WE WON? Adequately. But the Mets were coming off 108 wins, a 21 1/2 game romp, two of the most hellacious postseason series ever witnessed and a pair of Game Sixes within a dozen days' time you'd figure you'd have to wait a couple of lifetimes to experience. Plus we were primed for more in '87. A tad gauche, but I appreciate the impulse for excess. It was, ever so briefly and beautifully, the Met Way.

I somehow missed the Revised Edition in 1987. I'm reveling in it now.