My first game at that stadium was 1993. Me, my Dad and my brother.
I remember a lot of grown men wearing a LOT of pins. I remember thinking, damn this is really cool we have our very own baseball team.
I remember a guy who was decked out from head to toe in Marlins gear yelling, "nice back of the head!" to people who were blocking his view in the 2nd inning. We all LOL'd.
1993 seems like another world to me.
Today I'm going to take my 3 year old and my 5 year old (my 3 year olds first baseball game). I'll probably get emotional when we leave. After all, I've seen four World Series games there and I had the pleasure of being there when Conine threw JT Snow out.
My emotions will be made up of the great memories of the players I watched and the people I watched them with. My two boys will probably ask me why I'm wiping my eyes. I'll tell them that it's allergies.
But fucking good riddance to a stadium that's always had the personality of a door knob.
I remember a lot of grown men wearing a LOT of pins. I remember thinking, damn this is really cool we have our very own baseball team.
I remember a guy who was decked out from head to toe in Marlins gear yelling, "nice back of the head!" to people who were blocking his view in the 2nd inning. We all LOL'd.
1993 seems like another world to me.
Today I'm going to take my 3 year old and my 5 year old (my 3 year olds first baseball game). I'll probably get emotional when we leave. After all, I've seen four World Series games there and I had the pleasure of being there when Conine threw JT Snow out.
My emotions will be made up of the great memories of the players I watched and the people I watched them with. My two boys will probably ask me why I'm wiping my eyes. I'll tell them that it's allergies.
But fucking good riddance to a stadium that's always had the personality of a door knob.
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