The best way to have gotten to Shea Stadium was via the elevated train that runs through Queens. They had some things in common.
by Rich Watson
The Shea Stadium site, says Google Maps, is seven minutes by car from the house I grew up in. Because I lived so close, I seldom relied on the 7 train to see my Mets.
When I did use it, my perspective of the stadium changed. The sight of it, looming through the windows of the train car as it left the 111th Street station, inspired me. It recalled past glories, especially the 1986 championship season. It made me hope for future ones.
CitiField may be the Mets’ home now, but the ghost of Shea and the 7, in my mind at least, remain linked.
They had a few commonalities.
