Every Met fan has their list of what they will miss from Shea. The Home Run Apple. The giant scoreboard. Walking down the ramps after a big win.
My favorite comment: someone told me they will miss the airplanes flying overhead once Shea Stadium is gone. Um, excuse me dude, they're not tearing down La Guardia.
Here's what I will miss. It's where I spent my high school years in the 80's with Ross Jones and Ron Hunt, talking baseball and the Stones with Dave (RIP). It's where I spent a couple decades getting to know my Dad much better during a few good years and an awful lot of bad years for the Mets. It's where I was with my parents in 2000 the night the Mets clinched the division. It's where we were for Todd Hundley night and Bob Murphy night. It's where I got to know the Bayside boys and the Loge13 guys who moved to Texas and still flew up for games (they worked for the airlines). It's where Ron Hunt caught a foul ball in his armpit and where The Wave came to die in the 1980's. Davey Johnson, Bud, Mike Cubbage, Jeff Torborg, Dallas Green, Bobby Valentine, Art Howe, Willie Randolph, Jerry Manuel. We sat through all their reigns.
Too many great memories to adequately stick in one post, much less one blog. Trust me, it's been great and it all happened right here, what I will miss most about Shea Stadium: