I have a lot of memories from that place and it's kinda sad. It has felt like home for so many years...
Most of the memories were bad, but it's all history to me as a fan. From the uncomfortable moments shared between drunken fans in the mens bathrooms because of some feat of architechtural genius that had us all face each other while we urinated..... to the feeling of sticking it to visiting fans who came to watch their teams.
To feeling completely drained and tired after baking in the hot sun on metal benches on clear blue days in November. To the constant parade of star players that I got to see up close and personal and shout derogitory things at them
The place was a ********, but it was home for a lot of years. I hope you will join me as I try to steal a metal bench to bring home one last time at a Cardinals game at SDS
Most of the memories were bad, but it's all history to me as a fan. From the uncomfortable moments shared between drunken fans in the mens bathrooms because of some feat of architechtural genius that had us all face each other while we urinated..... to the feeling of sticking it to visiting fans who came to watch their teams.
To feeling completely drained and tired after baking in the hot sun on metal benches on clear blue days in November. To the constant parade of star players that I got to see up close and personal and shout derogitory things at them
The place was a ********, but it was home for a lot of years. I hope you will join me as I try to steal a metal bench to bring home one last time at a Cardinals game at SDS