25 years ago tonight, my Mets saw the handiwork of God.
Being a Mets fan means being religious.
No. I'm serious. This team's history is fraught with miracles and calamities that can best be described as divine reclamation/retribution, depending on whether the fortunes of the team rose or fell. From the 1969 Miracle Mets, who saw time and time again that fate had decreed a championship, to the 1973 team that pulled off one of the most, if not the most, miraculous rise from the ashes of a season to take the eventual Series champs (and future dynasty) to a seventh game, to the 1986 humbling in the face of an onslaught of playoff misfortunes, and into the current day, the Mets have lived on the graces of fate.
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