September 11, 2001
On that day, those of us who love our baseball were thinking about the playoff races. The Mets had a chance that year. The Yankees? Well, they were being the Yankees.
Then the towers were hit and collapsed.
Suddenly, baseball, football, or anything else just did not matter anymore. We were all in a daze. It was like, we were here, yet we were not. New Yorkers everywhere just walked around in a daze.
I can honestly say, I never saw New York stop so suddenly in their tracks. The whole world stopped. One could swear even the earth itself stopped spinning on its axis.
It was just about being with loved ones and mourning the loss of thousands. We suddenly became aware of how fragile life really is.
Some might have thought it was wrong. I, however, felt it was necessary to have a distraction. I do not handle devastation well. It was not until two years ago I finally visited the site and that was not by choice.
When baseball returned, it was at Shea Stadium, Mets vs Braves. On this day, we were no longer enemies, but neighbors who shared in heartache of 9/11/01.
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I think more than anything else, Mike Piazza will always be remembered for this home run. The whole city just erupted in cheers, like the world was just lifted off their shoulders.
There began our healing!
God bless you Mike Piazza! God bless the families who lost their loved ones in the towers, overseas in this senseless war, and those who had to clean the area. Even they are victims. Many had gotten sick and have since passed away.
If you see a police officer, firefighter, EMT worker, or soldier be sure to thank them. They gave you everything they had, including their lives.