So another word about tickets. They did finally announce single-game tickets were going on sale, but only for games though June. It’s not enough to keep season plans limited to those requiring fans to buy more tickets than they can use, feeding the secondary markets which the Mets also get a cut of, but “make-your-own-plan” fans like me who’ve reliably occupied seats for decades, all on the hope that a good first half can what last year’s entire season couldn’t, and that’s drive actual demand for Mets tickets.
Anyway, I tried what Stu suggested and bought a few games in the secondary market, and the rest we can try to buy (through June anyway) when the window opens on Thursday. I paid a few bucks above face value on these tickets and part of that goes right back to the Mets who essentially get to sell the same ticket twice, depending on demand.
Oh, and they’re having a presale this weekend on single-game tickets, but only if you have a Citi credit card. I went and applied for one, got approved in like 5 seconds but they won’t release the account number and code until the card gets here in a few business days. Too late.
I also saw where they raised parking fees for non-season ticket holders to $50. I’m OK with that–surface parking is a terrible waste of parkland and I use public transport as all good people should–but it’s another middle finger to people who just want to go to a game and like number retirements. nothing can be done to stop it.
When we finally get to the ballpark we’ll see Luis Robert wearing No. 88 and playing center, Freddy Peralta wearing No. 51 and probably pitching on opening day and maybe even Craig Kimbrel in the bullpen. As noted in the comments the roster shows Devin Williams taking over 38 but Tyer Megill still hanging in there fighting for it. Tobias Myers, acquired along with Peralta, is listed as 32. Brandon Sproat’s abandoned 40 appears yet to be reissued so maybe Megill winds up there. Kimbrel is a non-roster guy for the moment but has rarely been seen without wearing 46.
There remain several guys on the 40 who still need number assignments: Pitchers Luis Garcia and Joey Gerber; infielder Vidal Brujan and outfielder Nick Morabito.

Not that you’d necessarily want to, but you can’t buy a ticket to a Mets game this year. Well you can buy packages of 20 or 40 or 81 games, but the old-school a la cart single-game ticket window hasn’t opened yet, and they’re not saying when.
Whatever you make of the bloodless decision to let him go to Baltimore without so much as a competitive offer, New York just isn’t going to be the same place without Pete Alonso as part of it. That’s what bothers me most. I saw Alonso as a guy the Phillies and Braves feared, and the fans embraced as one of theirs doing walkoff interviews with Gelbs at the stadium, a goofy, reliable slugger who came through in some huge moments and built an insurmountable lead for home runs by Guys Who Wore No. 20. All the best for the Orioles who are one of my “back-up” rooting interests, although recently my heart’s been in Toronto.
Then there was the drudgery of keeping the data fresh. At some point, the work here became less about the Mets and more about chronicling whichever 13th reliever the Mets had up for the day. By the time he’s entered in, he’s gone, and I’m like anyone else looking up what number the next one is wearing on Mets.com. In a few days or weeks I’ve forgotten these guys even existed much less their predecessor in No. 68 or 82. Seems like, there was a time when obscure Mets had a story behind their obscurity. Now they’re too damn ephemeral, and even where the job is writing it down, my memory cannot fit any more Richard Loveladys or Jonathan Pintaros.
The only solution, I’ve come to believe, is to do away with number retirements entirely. It doesn’t do anything that a statue couldn’t do or a well-managed Hall of Fame couldn’t do and it will arrest this urge to cashier perfectly good uniform numbers that’s only going to accelerate as the team attempts sustained success for one of the few times in its history. You can’t look at Francisco Lindor today and not consider him a retiree shoo-in. We’ll have Juan Soto for 15 years or whatever, he’ll take 22 with him when he goes. Even Brandon Nimmo is creeping into immortal territory, Met-wise. deGrom? Dickey? Diaz? It may never end.