Got a call from my step-mother, apparently my father isn't taking it too well. He usually stresses out especially during the playoffs. Back when my parents were still together he would have a dish towel in hand and strike the sofa when the Mets screwed up - playoffs only. Kind of funny then and now, but it takes a toll on him. Cause my step-mom said he hasn't eaten in three days, he even told her that the grumblings of his stomach are getting quite loud. He didn't watch game 2, they were out and when they got home he went straight to bed. Wouldn't dare look.

It doesn't help that even though my dad and I are glad the Mets made it this far, I told him I really want them to win. Opportunity is rare. Who knows what our offense will look like next year. When the opportunity is there it must be taken.

I have see the Devils win the Stanley Cup, I have seen the Packers win the Super Bowl, I have yet to see my first (sports) love - the Mets - win the World Series.