Dear the New York Mets Baseball Club,
I hate you.
First this happened:
During the endless second inning my wife texted me, "Wow you should just come home now." I thought about it but I was enjoying my pork sandwich too much to leave. I decided to stay.
What an embarrassment. One friend e-mailed me, "The Mets should reimburse all of the season ticket holders." Or at least hook me up with a Shake Shack burger or something.
Since you charge such a ridiculous amount to park near the park, I park for free at The Iron Triangle. Upon returning to my car, I saw this.
In better light, it looks like this.
Of course, I don't have collision coverage on my car because I had to save up my money to pay your season ticket prices.
My friend who was with me wrote me today, "Send the bill to the New York Mets. If they had a better team people wouldn't be so aggressive and angry when they pull out of their parking spots."
Yours in hatred,
P.S. You suck. You really do.
4 days ago