I pity my poor friends who are Yankee and Phillies fans. They have nothing more interesting to do this time of year but watch post-season baseball.

Meanwhile, we Met fans can concentrate on more important things, like how many more ways current and former Mets can embarrass themselves.

Wednesday the New York Post has an exclusive story about former GM Steve Phillips' affair with a 22-year-old intern at ESPN. Of course, we all are aware of Steve's previous antics when he had one of the best jobs in baseball. Met staffer Rosa Rodriguez sued for sexual harassment, Steve took a leave of absence and the case got settled. The Wilpons stood by their troubled GM, despite the troubles the behavior caused the team (some things never change).

Now comes word that ESPN has suspended Phillips for a week after admitting to an affair with Brooke Hundley. The details are very ugly. Phillips' kids were duped by this woman and his wife has divorced him.  Good luck to the Phillips family.

This was a zany sports weekend for the kids. A track meet, 4-year-old soccer. Four more soccer games for my 9-year-old. And fall baseball for my oldest son. I just tallied it up - we lost every single game, but my middle son won second place in his cross-country meet.

But I couldn't let the weekend pass without lighting a candle for WFAN - the studio, not the station.

If you listened this week, you know that starting October 10th, WFAN would begin broadcasting in Manhattan. The on-air folks waxed nostalgic all week...to the point where a few times, I actually wondered if they were going off the air.

Steve Somers was especially respectful of the history contained in the dingy Long Island City studios from which the first all-sports radio station was birthed.

The Shea Stadium comparisons were obvious. "This place is a dump, but it's our dump,''  Joe Benigno, told Newsday.

The move may be good for WFAN but it will be a blow to local business in Queens. Plus they changed all the call-in numbers from (718) to toll-free 877 numbers. As one caller mentioned on the air, toll free numbers aren't usually free on most cell phone carriers so WFAN is not doing too many folks any favors.

So the old WFAN studios are deserted tonight. Some say if you go there and listen real close, you can here the ghost of Chris Russo sobbing "Take me back!"

They said it couldn't happen. They said Shea Stadium was gone for good.

But Shea Stadium has returned. This time it's in Bushwick, Brooklyn. And instead of baseball, it's all about the music, baby.

According to an article in BushwickBK.com   DIY music studio named Shea Stadium opened last spring to help cut young bands a break.

"Named after the former home of New York's major league underdogs, a new all-ages music venue in East Williamsburg provides a unique service for Brooklyn's young, start-up bands. Instead of receiving pay, all bands that play shows at Shea score a professionally mixed live recording of their set.

With its graffiti-tagged white brick walls, stage constructed of cheap lumber, semi-busted toilet, and exposed pipes running across its not-quite low ceilings, Shea Stadium has all the attributes of a Brooklyn DIY venue. And, in keeping with the scene's values -- and the club's namesake -- aesthetics fall a far second to what's actually being accomplished in the space. In addition to helping young bands dodge the prohibitive cost of booking studio time, Reich and his partners are constructing "a public library of recordings" on a terabyte hard drive. While that library is focused on the bands, it's by all means inclusive of that element that makes Brooklyn DIY so great: community.

At Shea, the crowd is part of the set, which is ultimately part of the archive. Microphones dangled from pipes at the back of the venue's main performance space -- just beyond the plexiglass window of Reich's mixing booth -- hone in on the crowd's audible interactions with the band. It might not occur to listeners accustomed to studio albums, but capturing the energy of the crowd at a boisterous show is nearly as important as recording the band itself.

After a few exhibition shows to work out the kinks in sound recording, Shea Stadium hosted its official opening day on Friday, May 22nd. A four-act, all-ages benefit for the broadsheet concert calendar Showpaper, the crowd on opening night -- both on stage and in the audience -- was on the younger side. The audience was raucous, especially for the headliners, an accordion-fronted band called Whack, but the vibe was communal, inclusive, and appreciative."

Of course, it wouldn't be Shea without some controversy. The space was evidently co-founded by a Pat Shea, who apparently was booted by his partners. The namesake writes in the comments to this article:

Doesn't it make more sense to have Pat Shea living and working at Shea Stadium? Yeah. I know. I like how I'm mentioned absolutely NOWHERE at all. That place wouldn't have opened it's doors if it wasn't for me and my good friends building tirelessly for nothing. No one else involved had the time to put into it like I did.

Pat Eponymous also threatens legal action against Shea Stadium and recommends no one go there.

Dysfunctional. Aesthetically challenged. Hard to get to. Yup, that's Shea Stadium all right! Rock on Shea.