During a game in the recent Mets-Phillies series, talk in the broadcast booth turned to hitters who over the years have owned the Mets.
And as these discussions are wont, the topic soon shifted to Willie Stargell and his 60 career HRs against our boys.
In an effort to lionize Stargell, Ron or Keith mentioned some of the great Mets’ pitching staffs against which Pops had accumulated those numbers.
Ron and Keith continued to chatter on the subject, and one of them mentioned that Stargell also had the luxury of hitting against some not-so-great Mets’ staffs. The name “Mark Bomback” was brought up derisively as an example of such subpar pitching.
Now, imagine you’re Mark Bomback, and maybe you’re watching this broadcast. You’re getting ready to celebrate your 58th birthday (April 14, if you’d like to send a card), and you look back with pride on the fact that you once pitched in the bigs.
Hell, you’re extra proud of your one season with the Mets, when you went 10-8 with a 4.09 ERA for a team that finished 67-95. You were the only arm on that squad to win in double digits.
And then along come these blathering renaissance Mets, defaming your abilities.
Well, let history show that in addition to having a solid year in 1980, you never faced Willie Stargell even once in your career.
Let history show that we faithful appreciate what you did for us at the shadowy dawn of our most prosperous decade.
Let history show that we praise you, Mark Bomback.