My Husband Officially Retires

May 20, 2008
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Mike Piazza and I

It’s a sad day for me, but one we all knew would come eventually.

Following a 16-season career, my baseball husband Mike Piazza is retiring from baseball.

While his career began with the Dodgers, he had a stint in Florida before coming to New York (and a few stops afterwards with San Diego and Oakland.) It is his time with New York where he’ll probably be most remembered by.

He had this to say about it: “Within the eight years I spent in New York, I was able to take a different look at the game of baseball,” Piazza said. “I wasn’t just a young kid that was wet behind the ears anymore — I was learning from other veteran guys like Johnny Franco, who taught me how to deal with the pressures of playing in New York, and Al Leiter, who knew what it took to win a world championship.”

“But I have to say that my time with the Mets wouldn’t have been the same without the greatest fans in the world. One of the hardest moments of my career, was walking off the field at Shea Stadium and saying goodbye. My relationship with you made my time in New York the happiest of my career and for that, I will always be grateful.”

I honestly cannot recall when he became one of favorite Mets ever. It was probably his great hitting and good looks. (I know I’m not the only who thinks he’s a hottie.) Sure he went through some bad hair colors, bad facial hair periods and questionable photo poses, he was still hot.

I’m sure we all remember the scene when he belted a two-run home run on September 21, 2001 in New York City to lift the Mets to a 3-2 triumph over the Braves. The game was the first regular season professional sporting event held in New York City after the September 11, 2001 attacks.

Piazza last game as a Met at Shea

Another personal memory for me was the pre-game ceremony where the Mets honored him for breaking the record of most home runs as a catcher. I was at the game with my dad, and I believe the team came from behind to win it. Gary Carter, my childhood favorite, was there. So were Yogi Berra, Johnny Bench and Pudge Rodriguez. (Pre-digital camera era for me and apparently no film camera on hand to remember the game by).

One more memorable game for me was his last game at Shea as a Met. I recorded the game on my DVR and kept it there until I turned the box back in when we upgraded to the HD cable box a year or so later. If only mlb.com let you embed their video, I’d lay in a great video tribute.

Of course everyone also remembers that roid rage crap with fat-ass Clemens.

All in all, he had nothing but class his whole career. Good luck Mike with retirement and here’s to hoping you go into the Hall wearing a Mets cap.

Is it too soon to call David Wright my new husband and Ryan Church my new boyfriend?

4 Responses to “My Husband Officially Retires”

  1. Waaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!!!!!

    Sniff.

  2. I know. His statement was so touching.

  3. I guess you could have Ryan Church, but I want David!

  4. I hadn’t heard! That’s sad! I know Piazza is definitely more handsome, but I still have a special place in my heart for Gary Carter.

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