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Steve Cohen Casually Revealed That He Paid $410,000 To Buy The Baseball That Mookie Wilson Hit Between Bill Buckner's Legs In The 1986 World Series

Every single day I wake up and simply cannot believe that someone like Steve Cohen owns the Mets. Not just because he is comically rich, smart, and ruthless but because he is one of us Mets fans. That is one of us if any of us were able to spend almost a half a million dollars on a goddamn baseball then toss it around his backyard like he's Smalls bringing a ball signed by Babe Ruth to hit around the sandlot with the fellas. What an absolute power move. 

I don't know who Andy Cohen is but I hope he is allowed to weigh in on the free agency talks this winter. Oh, JT Realmuto wants an extra couple million dollars to come to Flushing? Sure thing! Andy Cohen has no problem spending Steve Cohen's money considering he went from $100k to $400k without the big boss man’s approval.
I'm not sure if all the craziness of 2020 placed the Mets in the Upside Down, which somehow made them right side up. But watching Uncle Stevie be everything we could ever dream of in an owner and more is straight up bizarro world for a fanbase that had to deal with the Wilpons forever. 

In fact, things are going so well, the guy worth $14 billion is now having people donate things to him in an effort to reunite two legendary items of baseball lore, which HAS to make the Baseball Gods happy with the Mets for the first time in eons.

To be clear, you CANNOT let that ball and glove touch. Doing so would be like the Ghostbusters crossing the streams and would likely result in Major League Baseball stopping instantaneously and every molecule in the league exploding at the speed of light.

P.S. I know that cleaning a game used ball is a big no-no, especially a ball with the dirt, grass stains, and magic of one of the most legendary plays in sports history. But I hope Uncle Stevie gave that ball a Purell bath once he got it from Charlie Sheen's estate because there is a decent chance Buckner's legs weren't the last set of legs that baseball went through.