Old School

Where were you in 1986? I had just moved to New York City from Ohio. It was October, and the city had Mets fever. Doc Gooden, Straw, The Kid, Nails, and the manager, my namesake, Davey Johnson, had New York on its feet. I arrived in time to witness the epic battle between the Mets and the Astros, and like nearly everyone else in the city (except, of course, for Yankee fans), I got into the spirit of the moment, watching as they beat the Astros and then took on the Red Sox. Even though I grew

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