Nike Hall of Fame Event - David Wright @ Nike Sportswear 21 Mercer St

I was fortunate enough to attend the Nike Hall of Fame event in NYC last night at the Nike Sportswear store on 21 Mercer. These HOF events are essentially opportunities to get to know NYC sport legends in a more intimate setting and out of the glare of the media spotlight where you can get to know them outside of their public persona.

The guest at last night's Nike HOF was none other, than Mr. David Wright -- starting 3rd baseman of the New York Mets!

In this blog I'll be giving a quick summary of the night.

This picture is some artwork that greets you as soon as you enter the Nike Sportswear store. It's made up of exclusively New York Met and New York Yankee baseball cards. The folks at Nike provided sharpies and encouraged people to draw or write whatever they liked on the cards.

Considering last night's event was for David Wright, and the crowd was predominantly if not completely full of Mets faithful, I'm sure the things written on the Yankee cards was fairly interesting (ahem Jeter is gay ahem).

If I didn't love Nike before, I certainly do now. When I got into the store and grabbed a seat, I was immediately offered free beer, hot dogs, popcorn, and peanuts. Of course I got one of each. OK, I had 4 beers total, but who's counting?

Here is a closeup of the beer bottles they were handing out. They are the aluminum don't shank somebody kind and they include both the Mets logo and the Citi Field inaugural season patch that appears on the Mets home unis this season.

My cousin Jeff took this picture as I was about to shake D. Wright's hand. I haven't washed my right hand since.

This picture is during the interview session with D. Wright and host Chris Isenberg. The interview was cool and definitely different than the classic ESPN interview. Although I kind of hoped D. Wright would be more candid, I came to the conclusion that he really is just a wholesome and conservative dude from Virginia. He did crack some funny jokes here and there though. The one sticks out in my mind is when he mentioned Mets pitcher Mike Pelfrey tripping off the mound while pitching the other day.

My cousin Jeff took this last pic as D. Wright was leaving the event. Apparently he had a mini police escort.

I Know. You Hate Me.

Yes, I know. I promised you guys to post more often, I strang you along, got your hopes up, and smashed them to the ground like Plaxico Burress' football career (zing!).

I'm sorry, I'll try and be better (ahem bullshit ahem).

Anyhow, here's a quick post of the random thoughts going through my head.

These are real thoughts from Friday, 04/03/09 at 5:53 PM.



I f-ing love oysters. If you don't add tabasco, you're a bitch and you're missing out. Apparently my thoughts on a Friday early evening are littered with curse words. That's OK.




Baseball is back and the Mets will begin their pursuit of a World Series Championship. I f-ing love baseball and the Mets. I will undoubtedly be doing a post strictly on this topic soon. Maybe Monday even. It's a date.


It's Friday! I'm getting drunk later! Oops, I mean I will be responsibly enjoying alcoholic beverages at some point!

I'm going to the Bronx Zoo on Sunday. Animals are fun! Didn't a chimpanzee (sp? - too lazy to check) beat a woman down recently? I won't be going to see them -- asshole ass monkeys.

I left my work phone at Tom B's crib yesterday. I need to pick it up.

I need to shave every other day now. I'm a man! One day chin strap, one day.

Enjoy your weekend you fuckers!