Remember when it used to shake? When it used to rock? When the upper deck moved like an accordion, up and down, pulsating like one giant heartbeat? Remember when it was like that just as much in July as it was in October?
Sure, the paint was chipped here and there. The aisles and bathrooms were tight and cramped. The food options were limited to standard items. But it was my stadium – the one I grew up with and fell in love with. I remember it like it was yesterday, but at the same time it feels like forever ago.