Permit me this indulgence as I begin the post All Star break period. The tiny bit of vacation that I had adjacent to the break allowed for a brief vacation, and at my wife’s behest we spent a few days in London.
My perspective here has nothing to do with the Mets but everything to do with the closest thing I have to a hobby-the Beatles. I wasn’t particularly interested in Westminster Abbey or the Tower of London but since I was dragged there by my traveling companions, I made sure to take them along to a couple of Beatles related shrines.
...Later, it was on to the Abbey Road studios where much of their music was recorded. Naturally, we went to the crosswalk where the famous album cover was taken. If you looked at it from the same vantage point as the one used by photographer Iain MacMillain, you would have thought it was 1969 again.
The coup de gras was the Paul McCartney concert at Citi Field on Friday night. If you are of a certain age and have a certain reverence for the Beatles, you probably felt as though the soundtrack to your life was playing out right in front of your eyes. It was incredible. Paul McCartney is 67 years old, and moved energetically around and across the stage, changing instruments, talking to the crowd and playing one historic song after another. I couldn’t help think that he has the stamina to do all of that, and the Mets have world class athletes in their 20s and 30s who can’t run out a pop up.
It just reinforces my feeling that you can take every athlete I’ve ever met, would like to meet, or will eventually meet and put them all in one room, and simply put the Beatles in the room next door. That’s the room I’m going into.