I finally broke all my rules and attended a game at the new Yankee stadium.
I said; to hell with sentiment; to hell with memories of Mickey and Billy and Hank Bauer. I don't need to see " old reliable" standing in left field anymore; nor Enos Slaughter racing around the bases; Whitey and Vic Rashie and , my personal favorite, " The Super Chief ( Allie Reynolds ). Steady Eddie and Jerry Coleman.
I put them all to rest and caved.
And Jorge struck out three times in every manner possible. A great Yankee who, last night, looked older than I.
He'll give us a few more big moments, but the air is leaking out of the balloon.
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Next year, Jesus cometh.
So it was your first game since 1973, when they destroyed ["renovated"] the old place where Bauer, Raschi, et al. actually played?
I've never been that precise a writer, thinker or historian.
But I do enjoy the bottle.
Alph
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