As the Mets have lost 7 of 9 I can’t help but wonder if this is it. Is this the start of a second half collapse, or more aptly labeled, fade away? Is this the harsh reality that we have quietly been expecting all year? Or, will these Mets, like they have all year long- and very much unlike the past few years- show a resiliency and bounce back. I am not too sure one way or another. The fact is that the final series before the break against the Braves felt all too familiar. I, admittedly, had no confidence at all that they would close the gap against the NL East leaders before entering the break. C’mon, the Mets take advantage of an opportunity?
But I am ashamed of myself for even being concerned with something as trivial as Mets wins and losses right now. For this post, is not about the Mets team, but about their public address announcer, Alex Anthony. Mr. Anthony provides a sense of comfort to my life and to all my fellow Met fans that can only be described as heaven like. If not for him, and all that he has brought to not only the Mets, but to all of Major League Baseball, then what would the state of the game be today. That ineffable, almost mystifying, experience he graces each and every one of us with when he announces the afternoon’s line up, a player coming up to bat, a pinch hitter or a pitching change has become something of legend. Why else come to the ballpark? With his voice he brings a sense of professionalism and respect that can only be admired by other PA announcers around the league. In fact, I pity all fans of other teams who are not witness to the one true voice of not only baseball, but life in general on an everyday basis. I am not a religious person by any means, but I do believe in some force in the universe that is greater than us. And it is to this force that I pray every night, giving thanks to having been placed in a world where I can experience day in and day out the one true voice of greatness.
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