1988. I was born in 1988 and as Mets fans we all know what that means. I lived through 1969 by hearing old stories from Tom Seaver and relived 1986 over and over in my head, pretending I was there as the final out was recorded. Being a Mets fan isn’t easy and it isn’t always fun but all of the bad will make the good so much sweeter. Baseball games aren’t sprints and neither is building a winning team. I’m here for the long haul. Let’s Go Mets!