
Mike Piazza retired yesterday only a few days shy of what would have been the 10th anniversary of his trade to the Mets.
Has it really been ten years?
I remember when I first heard about the trade. I was on my way to practice for what would be the last little league team I played for. I was in the car when the radio announcer came on and said that the Mets had just completed the deal to bring the All-Star catcher to New York.
I couldn't believe it. I was twelve and Mike Piazza was my favorite player who didn't play for the Mets. Now he was a Met. I was ecstatic.
Practice seemed to be more fun that day. I remember having a warm-up catch with one of my teammates and talking the whole time about how great Piazza was and how he's really going to help out the Mets.
Piazza did help the Mets. He was probably the greatest position player the Mets ever had. Now the Mets are falling apart and disappoint the way they always do.
The Mets could really use another player with perfectly groomed facial hair and the ability to carry a whole team on his bat.
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