Bronx’s Mets House Tattoo Inks at Citi

Fordham’s Mets fans lined up last night at the Bronx’s Mets House, tattooing NYC’s spring with fandom. Artist Jay Patel inked logos as 50 queued, a Citi Field opener tie-in. It’s borough pride—$50 tats, free vibes, pure BX soul. A kid got a sleeve; a pro flashed Amazin’. ‘Bronx bleeds Mets—this is it,’ Patel says, wiping ink. The hub turned canvas.

The bash’s a one-off—April 5’s kickoff, it doubled since RSVPs, packing chairs by 10 a.m. Patel’s a Soundview needler; last night’s crowd hit max—buzzers hummed. A latecomer nabbed a slot; IDs checked—NYC grit glowed. Mets swag dropped—hype spiked high. #MetsTattoo trended; Staten’s jealous.

Some griped—’Too permanent,’ sniped a newbie, dodging needles. Space squeezed—latecomers watched; ink held. A gun jammed—fixed quick; art rolled. Manhattan wants a turn, but Citi owns it—fans rule. Mets House never marked so hard.

Patel’s teasing a playoff run, maybe a mobile rig if summer bites. ‘NYC’s team—this brands it,’ he says, packing tools. The tattoo’s a Bronx win—grit meets loyalty. It’s a Mets mark; show it off. Bring ID—ink lasts.