Dear Fans of the New York Metropolitans,
How are you this bright and sunny Thursday afternoon? I can honestly say I am well.
I am writing this letter to all of you to share my disgust with how you are treating your team. You call yourselves fans, yet you rip your team apart when they need you the most.
We have prided ourselves in not being "bandwagon jumpers" like certain fans (cross-town rivals) or even "team killers" like other fans (two states away).
We are the fans, like the fans of the Chicago Cubs, who stick by our team through the thick and thin. Appreciate what you have, Mets fans. The Mets could be the Cubs.
Remember the 1990s? Awful! Yet we all still went to the games. We still stuck by our team. Nobody had fits.
I give credit to those that still watch the games during this trying pennant race. Oh, the torment that we must endure watching the bullpen blowup or the offense fall asleep at the plate.
To those being tormented by Philadelphia Phillies fans, there is nothing they can say to hurt us. They have existed for over 100 years, yet they only have one championship to show for it.
Mets fans, the Mets are an expansion team. They have only existed for 42 years and already have two championships. It took the Phillies 91 years to claim their first. The Mets took only eight years.
Phillies fans speak from bitterness, anger, and jealousy. Feel sorry for them. Do not hate them!
In closing, to all of my beloved Mets fans, be strong. Good things are coming. Championships are coming. At the close of this baseball season, it is not the Phillies who get the last laugh, just the last tear.
Let's Go Mets!