It was September 20, 1969. My two oldest sisters, Jen and Claud, joined my dad at Shea Stadium … … to see the Miracle Mets in action. It was fate they were going to win it all that year, but not on this day. The Pittsburgh Pirates’ Bob Moose wasn’t looking to help the Mets capture a pennant. The 21-year-old right-hander threw a no-hitter, and my Dad, Claud and Jen witnessed history. I was an 11-month-old baby, and Dad left me at home with Mom that day. I never saw that no-hitter. I finally got to Shea on July 3, 1975, as a 6-year-old boy. To watch the Mets stars I had only seen on my little black-and-white TV was amazing. Jerry Koosman threw a four-hit shutout
against the Cubs. The experience was wonderful … … but it wasn’t a no-hitter. Fast-forward to 2008, as the Mets played their final season at Shea … … while workers built Citi Field beyond the outfield walls. The Mets won this game, too, but it wasn’t a no-hitter. It fact, it never was. Forty-seven years of history … … 7,482 games … and no no-hitter. That dubious curse inspired my website,
NoNoHitters.com. And the count kept ticking. And the blog grew in popularity. 7,500 games with no no-hitter. 8,000 games. And then, this man, Johan Santana threw the first Mets no-hitter. June 1, 2012, would go down in history. And I had become that guy who knew far, far too much about no-hitters. Available wherever books are sold.