Which N.Y. fans have it best?
THIS IS SOME SORT OF JOKE, RIGHT?
Is it better to be a Yankees fan or a Mets fan right now? Are you serious?
It is always better to be a Yankees fan.
No Mets fan under 30 has any real sense of what it's like to watch their team win a championship -- a thrill rivaled by nothing else in sports.
Not only that, but as a Yankees fan there is the added bonus of watching Mets fans slowly but surely regain their misguided "Ya Gotta Believe!" attitude as yet another scrappy bunch of no-names plays mediocre baseball -- only to see those same fans crushed by their team's inevitable demise.
Remember when Edgardo Alfonzo was the best middle infielder in town? Then some shortstop from the Bronx won Subway World Series MVP and went on to amass more than 3,000 hits, and Alfonzo was in San Francisco less than three years later.
And where's Jose Reyes now?
Johan Santana pitched a no-hitter last week. It took a Mets pitcher 51 years to do it. It was a superb achievement, and Yankees fans rightly tipped their caps. But in my lifetime as a Yankees fan, I've seen five pinstriped no-hitters -- one thrown by a one-armed man, and two that were perfect games.
What's a perfect game? It would be understandable for a Mets fan to ask that question.
Meanwhile, David Wright, who's a fine player no doubt, just became the Mets' all-time franchise leader in RBIs when he knocked in his 734th run.
734. That's just 20 more RBIs than Babe Ruth had home runs.
734. That wouldn't crack the Yankees' top 20 and is behind nine Yankees I've seen play live -- and I'm 33 years old.
Is it better to be a Yankees fan or a Mets fan right now?
Ya Gotta Be Kidding!
UNCERTAINTY CAN BE A GOOD THING
I am a pessimistic Mets follower by nature. I presume that the inevitable 5-20 stretch is coming with each disastrous defeat.
On occasion, when things get really bleak, I'll break out the phrase that METS is short for "Must Endure Thy Suffering."
As Mets fans, we've suffered quite a bit since Carlos Beltran took strike three to end the 2006 season.
Yet I'm the same person who, while attending the Phillies-Mets game last Wednesday, held out hope for a six-run comeback with two outs in the ninth inning.
In a nutshell, that's why it's great to be a Mets fan in this 2012 season: We're on a roller coaster of emotions.
We're on a ride in which we don't know what's coming next -- the rise to the top or the 100-foot plunge. A no-hitter one day. A horrendous debacle of comedic proportions a few days later. We can never turn away.
With the Yankees, the thrill ride doesn't have quite the same feel because the level of talent, at least at times, simply overwhelms their opposition.
What fun is rooting for that? When given the question of certainty or angst, I'll take the angst every time.
When the storm clouds come, you worry if their baseball survival is feasible. But worry is good.
As we suffered through botched double play after botched double play Wednesday against the Nationals, Greg Prince, author of "Faith and Fear in Flushing" tweeted, "This is what the Mets do to you when they make you care about them."
On a more practical level, one of the things that should make you feel good about this team is there's a legitimate plan in place and a strategy to achieve long-term, sustained success.
The Mets have implemented an approach to the game from the top levels to the lowest levels of the minor leagues.
So count me as one who believes that this is a pretty good time to be a Mets fan.
But then again, is there ever a bad time to be one?