...Mike Piazza.
I had a hard time thinking about anything else involved with last night's game. A Mets win was good (David Wright might be breaking out of his slump), but I honestly didn't even care. I just wished I wasn't stuck at work until game time and could have been at Shea for the untold number of standing ovations. Even on TV, it was pretty moving.
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