By Jack Dickey
Although I am only 16, having just completed my tenth grade year, I can perhaps pinpoint my Mets fandom to a bizarre childhood adoration of Masato Yoshii and Bobby J. Jones. I knew at a young age that I hated the Yankees for all their various excesses, and for Roger Clemens, and avidly watching the Mets limp through the early years of the millennium soon followed.
Of course I was exceedingly pleased with the turnaround that the Mets saw after Art Howe's dismissal (though I did enjoy his grandfatherly presence and excessive use of Mike Stanton), though Fran Healy's departure from the booth was an unfortunate consequence that has forever drawn me to canned corn.
I'm a full-time high school student at a boarding school hours away from my hometown in Connecticut, so I have the requisite problems of being unable to work on my blog as much as I'd like, and going into fits of insanity over impending college admissions doom, etc. I am also a die-hard fan of the Jets and Rangers in my spare time, and I also follow politics (no, really, I do!). Don't ever say anything positive about Derek Jeter in my presence, if you wouldn't mind. Thanks.
Note: Jack writes regularly at his own blog, Crosstown Rivals.