It rained rivers in the Bronx this morning.
“I almost got washed away,” said Bill from Mott Haven. “But I’ll take this with a smile if we can get a nice afternoon for Opening Day.”
The rain was big and fat on Manhattan’s Upper Westside.
“You’ve got to be quick on a day like this,” said Marco as he danced around the puddles on Amsterdam Avenue. “I stay close to the buildings and use the awnings for cover. It’s like being in a rundown and trying to avoid the tag.”
Leslie – who sells beer at Yankee Stadium and works on Wall Street – lost her umbrella downtown as the rain blew sideways.
“This weather is crazy,” Leslie said. “It reminds me of the seventh-inning beer rush because I’m just trying to survive.”
The wind whistled up Maiden Lane and took Carlos’s Yankee hat for a ride.
“It’s like chasing down a ball in the gap,” Carlos said. “But I got to it and threw the runner out at second.”
Things were drying out by lunchtime.
“It turned out pretty nice,” said Ira from Tremont Avenue. “You’ve gotta hang in there every day because you never know what’s gonna happen.
“Hey,” he exclaimed. “That’s just like baseball.”