But, the best reason to like them is Mr. Met.
Since his debut on opening day 1964, Mr. Met has been a staple of Shea Stadium.
Here is some information from his MLB bio (WARNING: Contains spoilers.)
(WARNING: The last message should have read 'contains bad jokes that even Bil Keane would been to ashamed to include in Family Circus.)
On the first spring morning of '63, with the dew still dampening Coogan's Bluff, Casey Stengal, the old skipper of the young Mets, saw a figure in the distance. Deep in the Polo Grounds' center field stood a fan like no other -- a fan clearly born to root for the New York Mets. Casey so took to the big guy, he invited him to join the Amazin's the next year at their new park, Shea Stadium. Mr. Met was home. His baseball head began to swell with the win in '69 -- and grew still larger from '73 to '86 to the Subway Series in '00. Today he joins Mets fans, rookie and veteran, to cheer his favorite team every game at the big blue ballpark in Flushing.
I am so surprised that Casey didn't just crack him in the head with a bat.
You know what would make a freaky M. Night Shyamalan film?
Here it is:
Creepy Mr. Met Film
Casey Stengal wakes up with a hangover stumbles outside to see a strange man with a baseball head. Assumes it's "just the booze" and goes to work.
Soon he is seeing the baseball headed man everywhere. He introduces himself and Mr. Met becomes the team mascot. All is well until...
The team hires a monkey to replace him.
Mr. Met and the monkey fight for the position until the monkey gets a better offer from the Cleveland Browns.
The monkey returns to get his last paycheck only to be told "hey, we don't pay monkeys."
Mr. Met realizes that the ball everyone has been batting with is the corpse of his baby sister. Casey Stengal laughs an evil laugh until he finds out that the monkey was HIS sister.