Every year, when Mother's Day rolls around, I thank my mom for everything she has done for me. She raised me in hopes I would be a good dude, she pushed me when I needed pushing, was strict when she had to be, and always offered her advice, whether I wanted it or not.
She also is a big reason I'm a Mets' fan. Sure, my older brothers played a role in that, but it was on Mother's Day 1972 when I became officially hooked. It was that day, May 14, 1972, when my mom requested we all take a trip to Shea Stadium on her special day.