The New York Yankees closed down the old stadium 13 years ago Tuesday night, and though the skeleton of the ballpark remains across the street as a youth field, nothing about it feels preserved.
Most of us swung by the construction site that fall and winced, seeing the Yankee Stadium we knew and loved in some form of disrepair. At a certain point, the whole thing had been opened up, black seats visible from all angles like some sort of unholy cross-section.
I want to remember the stadium as it was, not as it very briefly was, partially disassembled.