Or something like that.
Eagle-eyed viewers saw something funky in the background following last night's Presidential debate at Hofstra.
Mr. Met is one of the few tolerable things about the New York's other baseball team. He's so amazingly cheesy and god-awful, that I can't help but chuckle when I see him.
In other words, he's SO not New York baseball.
I'm sure he's fine though.
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