I’ve been pretty dismissive of Shea Stadium over the years, its creaky awfulness seeming to hang over my beloved Mets. There was a time, of course, when Shea was state of the art, and for a long time it seemed the nicest place on Earth — especially on the approach, coming around the outfield to see that brilliant green grass.

This story, sent to me by my friend Bill, reminded me of the good stuff and is worth checking out for the multimedia showing the final seconds of Shea’s final piece.
Maybe the new Citi Field will mean a new era for the Mets, an era in which they cease being underachievers — which they’ve been far too often — and put together a real run to glory.