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Assassin Preference: When You’re Sick

A/N: I’m on the last little stretch of school, so I can finally stop worrying about finals and homework! Woohoo!


Altair would give you space at first, not wanting to get sick as well, but if you didn’t recover on your own after a week he’d go consult a doctor and if the doctor thought it was necessary, he’d take you to a Dar al-Shifa, though he would try to bring you back to health on his own. He’s not really used to caring for sick people, so you may have to forgive his relative ineptitude for looking after you- he’s an Assassin, not a healer.


Ezio has had much more experience in dealing with this sort of thing, as he’s probably had to take care of (or live near) his sick siblings his whole life. He’d make sure you were well fed and comfortable, with a constant supply of water and medicines within arm’s reach so you wouldn’t have to move to get them. He would take a break from his Assassin work for as long as possible and if he had to leave for some reason or another he would make sure you were in good hands (probably Claudia, Yusuf, or Leonardo) before going, and he would come back as soon as possible once he was finished.


To no one’s surprise, Connor is quite experienced with the craft of healing. I mean, c’mon, he helped people with smallpox in New York WITHOUT getting sick himself! He’s also naturally caring for those he is close to, which means he’ll do everything he can to make you feel better. He’d consult Dr. White for some advice and medicine, and he’d make you nice home cooked meals to raise your spirits. Achilles will make remarks about how the boy is acting like a worried mother hen, but he doesn’t mean anything bad by it (Seeing as Achilles would also show a level of concern for your well being). You might be more-or-less forced into taking some bad tasting medicine, but once you start feeling normal again after only a few days you realize that Connor knows what he’s doing.


Haytham would make you stay in bed and give you a lot of peculiar medicine that was imported from England, and every time you got up- even if it was for something small like a tissue- he’d lecture you about how you weren’t supposed to be stressing your body out by moving around. Don’t try to argue that stretching your body was probably a good thing, or that you were sore. He wouldn’t be hearing any of it. However, if you played the “stop being a mother hen” card he may let you walk around, determined to prove he wasn’t overprotective (even though he very much is).


If you were sick and Edward was taking care of you, he’d most likely be handing you bottles of ‘medicine’ that suspiciously tasted like rum. Almost miraculously, you got better quickly, and Edward would proudly tell you, “See? I know how to take care of people” even though he really has no clue. He probably improves once he has kids to look after, but until then, I hope you like the taste of rum medicine.


Aveline would let you stay at her place, and wouldn’t be so strict as to keep you in bed. She would let you walk around if you wanted, and would get you anything you asked for, but she may not stay right by your side all day. She might leave to get supplies or to carry out some Assassin’s business, but she’ll return by the end of the day, with comfort foods that she knows will make you feel better in the emotional sense, at least.


Arno might be a bit clueless as far as what to do, but he knows that you shouldn’t be out and about, exposed to all those… germs. He would bring you coffee (if you liked coffee) but wouldn’t let you into the cafe theatre, keeping you upstairs and away from the people. You’d practically be isolated, but with all the craziness going on at the time, what with the revolution and all, a bit of quiet time probably wouldn’t be all that bad.


Evie is the twin you want to have taking care of you. She’s kept Jacob and Henry alive this long, hasn’t she? She would bring you medicine and blankets and let you stay in the train hideout. The sound of the train rumbling over the London tracks would probably put you to sleep, and Evie would make sure that you were safe and comfortable before leaving you to rest. She would check up on you every few hours, and if you were need of anything, she would be willing to get it for you.


Jacob is the twin you don’t want to have taking care of you. Not because he doesn’t care, or that he wouldn’t try to get you back on your feet, but because he would not know what to do at all. Evie would probably step in after he got sick trying to make you feel better, because the poor guy just got too close to you and you accidentally coughed on him. Looks like Evie now has two sick Assassins to take care of.


Thanks to modern medicine, Desmond doesn’t actually need to do much besides turn on the TV, keep stocked on tissues, and make sure you’re not hungry. He would let you nap and try not to bother you, but if you really wanted to talk to him he would be fine sitting in the same room (but not on the couch/bed that you were on) and chatting with you. He knows that when you’re sick that you usually aren’t in the mood to talk, however, so he gives you lots of space for the most part.

The Call to the Hall

Every player that steps onto A baseball field dreams of that moment.

They put in years of effort in the hope that they one day will be considered great. That they can take their place in baseball’s most prestigious hall. That their name and cap can sit among the best of all-time.

For Michael Joseph Piazza, that dream is now a reality.

The wait was long. Four years of missed chances, ballots casted and counted, to no avail. But in early January, with 83 percent of the vote, the wait was over. And on July 24, he was cemented as one of baseball’s best when he was inducted into the Baseball Hall of Fame.

His plaque will now be viewed by every baseball devotee that makes their way to Cooperstown and his legacy has been secured. A legacy that will not only mark him as one of the best offensive catchers to play the game, but also as one of the greatest Mets in franchise history, as he becomes only the second player to enter the Hall of Fame as a Met.

“What an amazing life that I’ve had in baseball,” Piazza said. “The memories, to me, I almost can’t capture. It’s truly a blessing and I’m very, very grateful.”

For Piazza it is the culmination of a career that began when he was drafted by the Los Angeles Dodgers in the 62nd round (1,390th pick) of the 1988 amateur draft. With his enshrinement into Cooperstown, Piazza is the lowest draft pick to ever reach enshrinement.

“That’s what’s wonderful about baseball,” Piazza said. “You just need a chance. I was able to sneak into this game, kind of limp in, if you will. Through a lot of hard work, some luck and some determination, I was able to build a pretty good career.”

He spent four full years in the minor leagues before getting his first big league call-up in 1992 with the Dodgers.

In 1993, Piazza’s first full season in the big leagues, he batted .318 (174-547) with 24 doubles, 35 home runs and 112 RBI en route to being named the National League Rookie of the Year, an All-Star and a Silver Slugger. He even finished ninth in the MVP voting that season.

It was the first of 12 All-Star Games for Piazza (he’d make seven of those 12 as a Met) and the first of 10 Silver Slugger awards, which is the most by a catcher. His consecutive run of Silver Sluggers from 1993-2002 are the most consecutive wins of any player at any position in major league history.

While he played his first seven seasons with the Dodgers, he really found a home when he became a Met after a trade with the Florida Marlins on May 22, 1998.

“I enjoyed coming up with the Dodgers and had an amazing career there as far as getting to know Sandy Koufax and Don Drysdale and the Hall of Famers,” Piazza recollected. “But, fortunately for me, I eventually ended in New York. Some way, shape or form, I became a New York Met, and truly have a special relationship here with the fans of the Mets.

“I feel like the fans here truly brought me into their family. Every time I’ve come back, I’ve been so incredibly honored from the response.”

Upon arriving in New York, Piazza gave the Mets the superstar that they had been searching for. Someone with star power that could compete with their crosstown rivals.

“We needed that,” said Al Leiter. “When you finally get that, it absolutely legitimizes where the team is going.”

He went on to make the All-Star team in seven of his eight seasons as a Met and helped lead them to the NLCS in 1999 and then, a year later, the World Series. He hit 427 career home runs, the most ever by a catcher, and more than half of those (220) came while he was a Met. His first as a member of the Mets came on June 1, 1998 off Pittsburgh’s Jason Schmidt in the eighth inning. His 220 home runs are third-most by any Met behind Darryl Strawberry (252) and David Wright (242).

None of his 220 home runs as a Met, however, had (and continues to have to
this day) a lasting impact on the population of New York City as the one he hit on September 21, 2001 following the September 11th terrorist attacks.

His mammoth blast in the eighth inning off Atlanta’s Steve Karsay not only gave the Mets the lead when they were trailing by one, but it helped heal the city of New York in a time when it needed a beacon of light. It brought the 41,235 fans at Shea in attendance that night bursting to their feet.

“I get emotional thinking back to that week,” Piazza said. “It’s something you can’t define. It changed all of our lives. Not just at a baseball level, but personally for me. It really put my life into perspective and what the important things are.“

“For me to be at the right place and the right time and to come through, I can only think it comes from above and a lot of people that put wind under my wings.”

Piazza went on to play in orange and blue for four more seasons and hit 83 more home runs. His 352nd home run as a catcher, which broke Carlton Fisk’s record for home runs by a catcher, came in the first inning on May 5, 2004 vs. San Francisco off Jerome Williams. He’d finish his career with the aforementioned 427 career home runs in his primary position of catcher. Also of note, his 396 career home runs while playing the position of catcher are also most by anyone who has ever played the game.

A year-and-a-half later, Piazza played his final game as a Met on October 2, 2005. He didn’t grab a hit in his final game at Shea, but when removed in the eighth inning, Piazza received an eight-minute standing ovation from the 47,718 faithful New Yorkers.

After a few years bouncing around to Oakland and San Diego, Piazza called it a career following the 2007 season. When it was all said and done, it would only be a matter of time for Piazza’s call from the Hall to come with the career numbers he’d put up. His .545 career slugging percentage is the highest all-time among catchers while his .308 batting average is eighth all-time for backstops. His .377 on-base percentage ranks him 13th all-time for catchers.

While his catching days were officially over, there was still one more pitch that Piazza needed to catch and, not surprisingly, it would come from the only other Met player to be enshrined in Cooperstown, Tom Seaver.

There wasn’t a more fitting dynamic duo for a final pitch and catch to close Shea Stadium on September 28, 2008 than Seaver to Piazza with 56,059 looking on at two of the team’s icons standing 60-feet, six-inches from one another. Seaver delivered the pitch to Piazza and then the two met at the mound and walked out, arms around one another. They’d go on to open Citi Field the same way.

“Without a doubt Mike Piazza was one of the top hitting catchers in the history of the game,” said Hall of Famer Tom Seaver. “For Mike to compile the stats he did while catching is amazing. His election to Cooperstown is most deserving.”

The wait for Piazza’s next honor won’t be long, as the Mets will honor the catcher by retiring his number 31 on July 30 when the Mets take on the Rockies at Citi Field as part of a Mike Piazza Tribute Weekend. His number, fittingly, will sit next to Seaver’s in permanent recognition in the ballpark.

Seaver’s No. 41 became the first number worn by a Mets player to be retired when the Mets bestowed the honor on Seaver when he was elected to the Mets Hall of Fame on July 24, 1988. Now, the honor is coming to Piazza.

“We are truly thrilled to honor Mike by retiring his number to recognize his incredible career,” said Mets COO Jeff Wilpon. “His offensive prowess, ability to deliver in the clutch, and tireless work ethic helped him become one of the great catchers of all-time.”

“It is such a tremendous honor to have my number retired alongside the great Tom Seaver,” Piazza said. “My time as a Met was truly special and I want to thank Fred, Saul, Jeff and the entire organization for this incredible gesture.”

When Piazza stood up to deliver his speech on the lawn in Cooperstown, it marked the culmination of all he had worked for over the course of his entire career. The player that almost didn’t get drafted, that toiled for years in the minors and waited years after his retirement for this recognition, will now forever be enshrined among the greatest, sporting the blue and orange cap he wore so proudly during his days in New York.

An unlikely occurrence.

If you had asked me a week ago if I was going to randomly bump into my ex while back visiting New York City, I would have said the chances would be one in a billion.

I started this blog after breaking up with this person about 3 and a half years ago. To me this blog was therapeutic, it helped me heal. From there I travelled and eventually moved to New York to “fix” myself, and it worked.

Walking along the high line was a very last minute decision. The weather had come nice from raining all day; it was a spur of the moment thing. Five minutes into the boardwalk I lifted my head to meet eyes with a familiar face walking in my direction. I knew instantly who it was as he looked at me with a beaming smile. Honestly I was less than pleased to see him but I tried not to let it show.

My ex greeted me with a big hug, just as surprised as I. We exchanged pleasantries, and honestly it was good to bump into him although it wasn’t welcomed (if that even makes any sense). What are the freaking chances!? Life, you'e getting really good at testing me. Possibly this is some kind of closure? A means to an end?

New York City is my safe place and I feel invaded, but maybe this is something for the bigger scheme. Do I believe in fate? I don’t know. But all I do know is that the world works in mysterious ways and this is probably the most mysterious in my life to date.