The final game at Yankee Stadium was on Sunday. I was a Yankee hater for a long time, but recently I've come around. I can't call myself a fan, mind you, but I don't hate them. The Yankees are pure Americana, you know? Every time I see that Gatorade commercial with Derek Jeter in New York it makes me wish I was in New York and was Derek Jeter. I bet whatever he's doing right now it's better than sitting on the couch eating a salmon cup.
As a youth I was a big Yankees fan. I wrote a letter to Don Mattingly. And I was Mickey Mantle for Halloween in 1st grade. And, how many Ricky Hendersons have you met?
I've known for a couple years that Yankee Stadium was closing but did I bother to go? Nope. And I collect ball parks too. Guess I couldn't fit it into my busy schedule of whatever the hell it is I do.
I watched Yankee Stadium's last game. It's so satisfying to watch an entire baseball game on tv. Especially when it's DVR'd because the temptation is so great to fast forward.
The Yogi Berra montages made me feel like a piece of me had died. Or as Lee said, like a piece of our nation had died. Great game, with so many memorable moments. Like when Rudy Guiliani threw out the first pitch, and then the second, third, fourth, and sixth pitches. Or when Paul O'Neill caught a fly ball in his hat. Or when Joe Morgan dropped to one knee and proposed to Reggie Jackson on the jumbotron. Or when "superstar" (actual quote) Matthew Modine... existed.
Anyway, if our Congress really had their shit together they'd figure out a way to bail out Yankee Stadium.