Boston did the right thing in the 1990s, when the money-suits lobbied to replace Fenway with a new, public-financed cookie-cutting. They recognized Fenway as a slice of history, something you don't replace with giant laminated posters and a Hard Rock Cafe.
Their stadium turns 100 this year. Happy birthday.
In two years, we will celebrate our fifth!
What's amazing is how Yankee fans live in denial. When former Yankees visit in new uniforms, writers often pretend they are "returning" to the old park. (It was a parking lot.) MLB announcers still gush about "the ghosts" that haunt our historic field. (It was a parking lot.) George Orwell would have loved YankeeSPEAK. We have a disco lounge, 4-star steak house, $10,000 luxury seats - AND we have a great, 100-year tradtion!
Folks... Mickey Mantle never played here. Babe Ruth never homered, Wade Boggs never climbed onto a horse, and Jeffrey Maier didn't catch Jeet's home run over the outstretched glove of Tony Tarasco. Those things happened at a place called Yankee Stadium. For $29.99, you can still purchase crystalized filth from it. Our park is turning three.
Think of it like members of the Bush family. We used to play in Yankee H.W. Stadium. Now, we play in Yankee W. Stadium. Oh, the ghosts that haunt this field...
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You need to cslm down.
I had put it behind me. Then Fenway turns 100, and the PTSD dreams started returning.
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