I can't really pick a moment when baseball first took hold in me, but the whole core of fandom gelled within me sometime between seeing Tommie Agee steal home and the miracle season of '69.

Trips to Shea were always a big deal, even the train ride. I had only been to a few games, maybe two, or three, when I saw Agee steal home.

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