Calendar Girls? 2016



We’ve made the decision to switch up our calendar format for 2016. These last 4 years have been fun, but we feel it’s time to shake things up a bit. For 2016, instead of “calendar girls”, we’re going to feature photos from The 7 Line Army outings. Back in 2011 when we were planning our first calendar, we wanted to offer baseball fans something different and a “calendar girls” idea had never been done. Since then, we’ve unveiled a new never been done aspect, massive group outings all around MLB. We love our 48 calendar girls and all they’ve done for this brand. Most of them have become great friends of ours. The time has come to evolve the calendar, like we’ve evolved the brand. When someone asks “what is The 7 Line about?”… we can hand them a calendar and not really need to explain anything. In years past, that may have been a bit confusing. We’re about the fans, the fun, the friendships, the energy in the stands…. all while being independently owned and doing everything ourselves. Don’t worry, we’re still going to have a huge party to unveil the thing. Instead, the party will have a holiday theme and the calendars will be free. If you come to our outings, you might just be in it. Thanks for all the support over the years. The next photo shoot is June 13th. SMILE!




Load up your shopping cart and we’ll get it to your door FOR FREE via the United States Post Office. Tees, hats, accessories and even group outing packages. Take advantage of this site wide Memorial Day Special.


Pitch Talks: New York


“PITCH: Talks on Baseball makes its way to back to B.B King Blues Club & Grill, New York, on May 28 for a special NY Mets edition. Mike Puma (New York Post) will moderate an evening of discussion featuring: Mark Carig (New York Newsday), Anthony Dicomo (, Jorge Arangure (VICE Sports), Emma Span (Sports Illustrated), Darren Meenan (The 7 Line), Matthew Cerrone (Mets Blog), and Jeff Paternostro (Amazin’ Avenue). You don’t want to miss this!”

Hitting Pitch Talks next week in NYC? You should. It’s fun.

What is it? Well, basically a panel of people sitting around talking baseball, and a Q&A segment with the fans in attendance. It’s like a live sports talk radio show except this one is ONLY about the Mets. Should be a great time.

The guys from Pitch Talks just shot us over a special link that’ll get ya in at just $12.50 (half price).


Fan feedback



“I have to tell you what a wonderful time I had tonight. This was the first time I’ve done a 7 Line outing. I have a 14 year old daughter who always goes to Mets games with me and I decided that she’s finally old enough to sit with The 7 Line Army. I bought the tickets for this outing back in November and we were really looking forward to it. It was amazing! We had such a great time! Everyone in The 7 Line Army is incredibly friendly and a true Mets fan. We can’t wait to do it again!” – Lori Jacovsky


Thanks so much for the e-mail Lori! This is exactly the atmosphere we were hoping to create with our outings. So glad you and your daughter had a great time. See ya at the next one!

Thursday Funday!




Our first ever weekday day game at Citi Field! (besides Opening Day)

Noon game with an after party in McFadden’s! Call in sick now! You won’t want to miss this one!

The $55 price includes: 
One ticket to the game
Special edition event t-shirt OR tank top
T7L Army thundersticks (in your seats cup holder)
One heck of an experience with close to 1,000 like minded die hards.


Mile High Mets!




Mets vs Rockies
Coors Field
Saturday August 22th 2015


699 tickets in sections 149 & 150 (see graphic).

$54 price includes:
Ticket to the game
Special event t-shirt
One heck of a time with 698 other die hard Mets fans
Rockies CarGo Star Wars bobblehead giveaway for the first 10,000 fans

TRAVEL: Every fan is responsible for their own travel plans.

HOTEL: If you’d like to stay over, you’ll be responsible for your own hotel.





The team reserved 500 tickets for us and they’re $35 a pop. If you’ve never been, the ballpark is great. This will be a great time to visit MCU Park with hundreds of like minded Mets die hards. Located right next to the beach, boardwalk, amusement park and Nathan’s. On top of the great deal, there will also be a post game fireworks show.

$35 price includes:
(1) Field Box Ticket to 7/18 game VS. Vermont Lake Monsters (Oakland A’s affiliate)
(2) $5 vouchers good for Food, Beverage, or Merchandise
(1) Brooklyn Cyclones/The 7 Line Army T-shirt (WILL REDEEM VOUCHER DAY OF GAME AT STADIUM)
(1) Sandy The Seagull Bobblehead (first 2,500 fans who enter)


T7L Wall

Harvey Night 4.14.15



This piece showed up in our inbox today by Mets fan Patrick Kedian. He was in the stands for Harvey’s electric return. The place was absolutely rocking this night, and to me it felt like we were back at Shea. You can follow him on twitter: @PatrickKedian

The Dark Knight Returns

By: Patrick Kedian

I am in Queens, New York City at Willets Point. Citi Field, to be exact. I am fresh off the 7 Train and through the turnstiles that allow entrance to this glorious stage for baseball.

There is a spring in my ritual pregame stroll around the rotunda. A twinkle-eyed smile graces most every face I see. Grown men and women, well-seasoned attendees of New York Met games, chatter like little schoolgirls before a One Direction concert.

This is going to be a special night.

The thousands circling the stadium’s concourse are adorned to be true to the orange and blue. The Shea Bridge is jammed with battalions of 7-Line Army soldiers proudly sporting Met jerseys bearing the number 33. Pinman is here wearing his dignified decades of Met metal. Sign Guy is here with his uncanny cardboard reactions for every Met moment. Mr. Met is here, in the flesh, taking selfies with everyone while miraculously holding up his gigantic head.

The aroma of sausage and peppers, popcorn, and sizzling burgers incite an instinctual hunger in all those with a nose. The view of the immaculate and expansive green grass gives a sanctified chill to everyone with a soul.

Spontaneous chants of “Let’s go Harvey, clap, clap, clap-clap-clap-clap” easily find willing choirs joining in to testify to the gospel of the oncoming evening. Citi Field souvenir stands are teeming with newer fans christening their wardrobes with Met gear. Hardcore veterans clad in Seaver, Hernandez, and Piazza vestments crowd the beer stands to consummate their communion with the past and future. All are here to confirm a revered rebirth.

This excitement is all for the Met pitcher bearing number 33, the team’s third starter in this year’s rotation. This is his third active major league season. Last year he sacrificed his throwing elbow to Tommy John surgery. The season before, 2013, he ascended into the heaven of our hearts with an ungodly fastball, a knee-buckling slider and an intimidating presence that belittled batters to puddles of bewilderment. In this, the occasion of his foretold reappearance in Queens, we are on day 598 after his miraculous arm was put on ice. This evening is a long time coming.

Forgive me for over-selling the spiritual references. I would say that there is a palpable electricity in the air, but that would give palpable electricity and air too much credit.

The fervency of devout faith describes the atmosphere more accurately. Particularly, the resurrection of a savior, his apostles (the Met pitching staff), his congregation (the Met fans) and his church (Citi Field.) He is the man who wears the anointment of an ace with self-assured grace. He is the dark night of Gotham. He is the new century’s burgeoning Celebrant. He is Matt Harvey.

The sun begins to set, the seats begin to fill and the beer vendors start hawking Buds. The Mets appear from their dugout to begin their warm-ups. Most players stay around the infield to do wind sprints, stretch their legs, and play a little catch. I am far away from them in right field, section 301, row one of the Pepsi Porch. In the distance I see two teammates slowly strolling toward me. One is clad in orange and blue armor, the other in regal pinstripes. By the latter’s gate, I know who it is. By the time he is close enough to read the number on his jersey, the Porch is enraptured. Number 33 is here, in the flesh, before our very eyes. He stops approximately one Green Monster length below us.

There is a sudden epidemic of goose bumps. It is absolutely breath taking, having the man we’ve missed for 598 days a mere three-stories below us. He stretches, does a few windmills with his arms, and begins to throw—with a hint of his slow, tourqing wind-up—to Travis d’Arnaud, his battery mate. There he is, the man with the golden arm and scarred elbow, breezing the ball to d’Arnaud at center stage of the Pepsi Porch. We are 30 minutes from, “Play ball!” and already have a priceless return on the value of our tickets. Many watch incessantly through recording cell phones. I watch in wonder.

Soon Harvey exits stage left, presumably warm and ready to go. He is gone. The buzz is not. The chants and cheers continue, pausing only for the Star Spangled Banner. When they resume, the din rises to a roar. The Mets take the field and pandemonium shakes the stands as number 33 takes his place on top of the mound.

Finally, the magical words, “Play ball!” ring around the stadium. Instead of settling into my seat, I stand with 40,000 of my new best friends to holler for Harvey. He is motionless and perfectly poised upon his own mini mountain in the middle of a diamond. The hollers swell to a hailing hosanna of “Har-vey! Har-vey! Har-vey! Har-vey!” Stillness has never been so deafening.

Here comes the first pitch.

There is the wind-up, the release and the reverberating slap of a cannon-fired baseball blasting into a soon-to-be-battered catcher’s mitt. We don’t need to wait the split second to see the home plate umpire’s out-stretched arm to signal a strike. We instantly exalt as if the ear-splitting peak of all previous passion was just a build up for this explosive release of emotion. We are euphoric.

Strike one.

Bronx Invasion 3



THIRTEEN HUNDRED FANS! This is going to be absolutely insane. The “Bronx Invasion” started in 2013 with just about 300 of us. It’s now grown more than 4 times that.

2013: Mets 9 – Yankees 4
2014: Mets 9 – Yankees 7

Let’s cheer our hearts out and do our part to help keep the streak going. The players absolutely feed off the crowds energy and our LET’S GO METS chants can be almost heard from Queens. The Bronx Invasion outings are always one of the most electric games of our season, and with 1,300, we can’t even image how crazy this is going to be tomorrow night.

A top priority which we like to stress every season, please be respectful. We’re visitors in their home and while we love to cheer on our team, let’s be classy. We always get a good amount of heckling. That’s expected. Just take the high road and let our positive cheering do the talking. We have a clean record. Let‘s all keep it that way.

We’ll be at Billy’s Sports Bar on River Ave before the game. We’re showing up around 4pm and we’ll be heading in at 6pm to get through security and at our seats by around 6:30. The bar is fun, but the game is more fun. Let’s continue showing the Bronx how the fans in Queens get down!

It’s definitely going to be chilly, but please wear the event t-shirt to the game. The sea of orange is always an amazin’ sight. If you can, toss it on over a heavy sweatshirt. It looks great for our annual group photo.

11 straight wins! Let’s keep this going! LGM!


2014: (13 seconds in is incredible)