Mets fan fiction

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Oliver Perez had many such interactions on his long walk. Mostly though, it was a solitary venture. When he had a revelation, he would pull out a baseball and throw it. Often it was the slider, sometimes the changeup, sometimes the fastball. When he needed nourishment he would reach into his other sack and pull out a young coconut. Often he would need his creativity as much as his strength to open it without losing the precious water inside. He would throw them, drop them, hit them with sticks- anything that worked. He subsisted largely on coconut water and meat for his sojourn. When he needed a little variety and a chair to sit on, he would stop somewhere such as the bar. He did not do this often, for the interactions he had were so often odd and distracting, but this was part of the journey as well.

– Owen Poindexter, Mets Fan Fiction.

There are a lot of strange and fascinating Mets blogs out there, but this might be the strangest and fascinatingest. Read the entries from earliest to most recent or else it’s a little like watching Memento.

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  2. I’m aghast. I like the idea of the Mets all living together in a massive building and drinking out of coconuts though.

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      • It is both something I found delightfully absurd and something I might institute on some level if I was somehow made king of the mets. Have you ever had young coconut water straight from the source? It’s almost overwhelmingly refreshing. They’re starting to sell them in little juice box type things, but it’s not quite the real deal (still pretty good though). As for their role in the narrative, it’s mostly an absurdity that I was charmed by.

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