Wednesday, September 1st, 2010

The Cathedral of Baseball

Friday, September 1, 2000
Minnesota Twins vs. New York Yankees
Starting Pitchers: Brad Radke vs. Orlando Hernandez
Attendance: 38,294
Time of Game: 2 hours 52 minutes
Final Score: Yankees 4, Twins 2

We had a busy day ahead of us. Seeing we were headed for New York, our group didn't have much free time. Our bus packed up and left our hotel in Newark and headed straight for Manhattan. On the way, Jay popped in a video on Billy Martin. If you aren't familiar with Billy Martin, he was the combative Yankees second baseman of the 1950s, and former Yankees manager of the late 1970s "Bronx Zoo" World Series winners.

When we arrived in Manhattan, a tour guide hopped on our bus and pointed out numerous landmarks. Periodically, we stepped off the bus for a few minutes to walk around. We stopped in Battery Park and gazed upon the Statue of Liberty. She stood in the distance, but sure enough, there it was. We stopped for a moment in front the World Trade Center, but I couldn't get a good photo since our windows didn't open. Whenever I travel, I generally try to visit the observation deck of the tallest buildings. We didn't have the time in New York. Who could have imagined what would happen in just over one year. I still get chills when I remember that I was at what would become Ground Zero.

For lunch, we stopped at Mickey Mantle's Restaurant and Sports Bar across from Central Park. As you can imagine, the restaurant was a shrine to arguably the greatest centerfielder of all time, and the New York Yankees. The walls were lined with photos of the greatest Yankees ever. Ruth, Gehrig, DiMaggio, Mantle, Berra, Stengel, Martin, get the picture. After lunch, we were back on the bus and continued our tour.

Finally, we arrived at Yankee Stadium. The House that Ruth Built. The Cathedral of Baseball. This was the home of the New York Yankees. I loathed the Yankees. Still do. But there's no arguing that they had everything I wanted. They had World Series titles dating back to the earliest days of baseball. They had the financial resources to continually place themselves into contention almost every year. On top of that, they were the reigning World Series champions.

Unfortunately, I had to make choice. Jay made it clear, if we intended to visit Monument Park inside the stadium, we had to go directly inside. If we didn't, we could tour the outside of the park. I opted to line up for Monument Park. I grabbed a few photos outside, but I was instantly in line. The usher counted off the number of people they would allow in line for Monument Park. I couldn't have been luckier. She closed the line right after me. For the next half hour, I inched ever so slowly down the third base concourse and finally entered Monument Park. Though I was impressed with all the plaques honoring the legends of Yankee lore, wondered whether I should have toured the exterior of the stadium instead. I had to live with my choice.

Once the game started, it was just as I imagined. Bob Sheppard, the long time public address voice of Yankee Stadium, welcomed me. The Yankees fans were brutal. With every call against the Bronx Bombers, the umpires were pelted with obscenities. Each good call was applauded. When it came time for the Seventh Inning Stretch, the fans sang Take Me Out to the Ballgame, but they followed that up with Cotton-Eyed Joe. Didn't expect that. Seemed a touch uncharacteristic in New York. Once the game ended, and the Yankees defeated the Twins, Frank Sinatra's New York, New York blared over the speakers.

In retrospect, I wish I had more time to take in the complete Yankee Stadium experience. I never imagined that the New Yorkers would allow the team to demolish the old place and build a new, more contemporary park across the street. OK, maybe the Mets fans would. I just assumed Yankees fans would scream blasphemy. Nevertheless, Yankee Stadium only stood for eight more seasons. In a sense, I do feel guilty not returning there for one more game.

Back on the bus and off the Holiday Inn at Yale in New Haven, Connecticut.

Final boxscore

Next stop: Boston's Fenway Park (Mariners vs. Red Sox)

My feelings about the Yankees and their organization isn't filled with hostility as it is toward the Mets ('69 Mets). I kind of feel the way about the Yankees appearing in post season games as I do about Duke in the Final Four - I get tired of them being there year after year! But after having said that, I will say if there was one ball park I would have liked to go visit it would have been Yankee Stadium! There is so much history involved with this organization and its former stadium. I have to respect what the organization has accomplished in all its years in baseball, even if we are dealing with an organization that shells out more money than any other team. Maybe it is jealousy on my part that makes me wish the Cubs organization could boast so many World Championships and post season appearances from the long line of its teams.
stheinz   Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Sounds like quite a shrine. Sorry you didn't get to have a longer visit. I feel the same about Ground Zero. Back in the day I went with a friend and her friend to NYC and we went up in the Tower and looked out. I have to admit to a little vertigo and a queasiness from the movement of the building but it was an experience. And 911 really brought it home thinking about all those people so high up and seemingly safe from such a disaster. Too bad you didn't get one more chance to go back and see both.
LGrant   Wednesday, September 1, 2010
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