Loser Chic

The Daily News’ Michael Malone notes that the still-winless Mets have no bar to call their own:

Whether it’s dinner and drinks at Mickey Mantle’s or a cold Bud up at the Yankee Tavern, there’s no shortage of Yankee-friendly bars in the city. But you’ll have an easier time finding a cap to fit Mr. Met than finding a Mets bar in this town.

Meanwhile, the New York Press’ C.J. Sullivan argues (persuasively) that the hapless Mets embody the spirit of New York City more than the Yankees:

The Mets are more like New York because Shea Stadium—the house the Mets built badly—is a mess in constant need of repair, much like most city apartments. Even the bathroom plumbing is decrepit. The workers are rude. The Mets also have bad season after bad season, losing more than they win, just like most of us. When was the last time you won anything?

The Yankees, on the other hand, are like a small leafy town in the far reaches of Connecticut. They have all this faux history and myth and ghosts that haunt the stadium. If M. Night Shyamalan made a film about the Yankees and their Babe Ruth/Lou Gehrig/Mickey Mantle/Thurman Munson legends, the lead character would be some spoiled kid from Westchester, sitting in his box seat telling his father, “I see dead Yankees . . .”