Meet the Mets

Happened to be in Mid town today and came across what I found out to be NY Met Rally.

There were 10 fans ( assume one was spinited) dancing with MR Met to the tune of "Meet the Mets"

MEET THE METS,
MEET THE METS,
Step right up and greet the Mets!
Bring your kiddies,
bring your wife;
Guaranteed to have the time of your life
because the Mets are really sockin’ the ball; knocking those home runs over the wall!
East side,
West side,
everybody’d coming down
to meet the M-E-T-S Mets of New York town!

Could not help but think its time to change the words. Its the 21st century. I mean "bring your kiddies , bring your wife" Come on ....

 

Fill in the blank:

Hot dogs, ____ ____ all out at Shea.
Guaranteed to have a heck of a day!


Nobody has ever been able to come to a consensus on what being said there.

 

Boom, although we know women don't really enjoy sports, it can be nice to take the wife to a game. She's probably had a long day around the house — cooking, cleaning and raising the kids. She might like to go to the ballpark and spend some time with the man of the house, even if she doesn't understand baseball.

 

Isn't it 'green grass'?

Smoking grass? Piece of ass?

 

But who would Congressmen Foley bring?

 

I even offered to wear little white gloves to hide my dishpan hands.

 

Didn't the NY Times columnist do an item on this two or so Sundays ago?

Some reader wrote to say wives like baseball, too, and there are gay couples, so it should be "bring your kiddies, bring your mate -- guaranteed to have a time that is great."

The NYT writer agreed. Some classics, however, should not be tampered with.

 

His Blackberry.

 

Somebody told me it was "bean bags." ;D