Erica and I drove past Shea Stadium - what's left of it - the other night. This past Friday morning I decided to drive out there to pay last respects and take some pictures.
Erica said that it looks like one last piece of cake.
Almost as shocking as how little of the old stadium is left, is how much work remains to be done on the new park.
For instance, there is no walkway from the exit of the 7 train to the much-heralded "Jackie Robinson Rotunda", or Citi Field's main entrance. Although a crew of workers were feverishly working on it (not shown). And clearly the parking lot that is supposed to replace Shea will not be completed for months to come (which won't effect me, since I prefer the train).
Despite my considerable mixed feelings about both the new ballpark and my team's dismal performance in the last two pennant races, I went in on a season ticket plan with four friends.
Our seats are in the top deck (equivalent to the mezzanine section at Shea), about 11 rows back from the rail, near first base. I was surprised at how inexpensive the tickets were. I am looking forward to both the new facility and the 2009 edition of the Mets with equal amounts trepidation, giddy optimism, and outright dread.
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I hate the Washington Nationals
The Lerners in DC showed that having a family of construction whizzes / developers makes a difference. Your stadium looks so much further along than Nationals Park was this long before the season. Yet the place was opened.
Of course, when it opened it was substantially incomplete. At least according to its owners. Who were, I suspect, legally right and baseballly wrong. Public relations fiasco.
Of course, not quite like near-insolvency of the corporate sponsor of the headquarters -- now that's a public-relations fiasco!
to allow the unknown to occur and occur-creates misery.
Head/The Monkees 1968
Hmmmm -- a resurected blog full of photos of northern california
let me take you down . . . .
resurrected
Said fo-to's are being uploaded by the missus as we speak.
Shall forward Ye Olde Flickr Linke post haste.
waiting
waiting
waiting
resurrect yer blog
For some reason - I don't know why - I haven't felt compelled or inspired to say anything here since I posted this.
It's not that I don't have anything to say - I have lots to say and say it at anyone I can get to listen - it's just...I dunno.
that's no excuse
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