A rant on John Maine (since 99% of my friends IRL are either Phillies or Yankees fans and don’t care…)
In 2006 I was entering my freshman year in high school and it was the first year I REALLY started to watch Mets games religiously. (The games were always on in my house, and I knew who the players were, but gradually with each season through middle school I built up a love for the team.) I fell in love with John Maine, he was the first player I found myself rooting for every time he stepped into the mound. I’d make sure I was home every 5th day in ‘07 to watch all of his starts. Then he kept getting hurt, but I still found myself rooting for him. (I’ll cut this to not kill everyone’s dashboards…)
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Seriously, Pelf without Maine is like cookies without milk.
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