Ball
Parks I have known
By John
Ring
The
Zephyr, Galesburg
While
taking a riverboat down the Ohio River, a parking lot and a seldom-visited
museum sits where Riverfront Stadium once stood. Built in 1970, the Reds moved
to Riverfront from Crosley Field. And after Riverfront was demolished, its
successor--- Great American Ball Park—was built just to the east.
Cincinnati
and PeoriaÕs riverfronts are identical; thereÕs been lots of talk about
developing it over the years but nothing has ever been done. Instead, East
Peoria and Kentucky towns like Covington and Newport have spurred growth (and
tax dollars) with new restaurants, hotels, a riverboat and shops.
Peoria has
done little or nothing. Cincinnati built an Underground Railroad Museum, a
decision that was met with much skepticism by Hamilton County taxpayers who now
subsidize it because of dismal attendance and little interest. ItÕs been a
bust, a colossal failure and is symbolic of how bad the riverfront is in
Cincinnati.
IÕve been
to about a dozen games at the new ballpark. Funny thing is, I canÕt recall one
memorable thing about any of them. ThatÕs partly because the Reds have been so
bad the last few years. Their performance rivals the peak of bad teams they had
back in the 1930s.
But
Riverfront Stadium was different.
That was
where I saw Hank Aaron hit a home run and Nolan Ryan register his 3000th
strikeout.
That was
where I saw Mario Soto pitch and Johnny Bench catch.
That was
where I met Marty Brennaman and Marge Schott. ItÕs where I talked to Joe
Nuxhall, Tom Browning and Eric Davis.
Riverfront
is just one of 17 baseball parks IÕve been to; some have been torn down, others
are antiquated and some are new. But most of them provide some special memories
for me, and as well for most of you.
Wrigley
Field
The park may not have changed over the years but the
fans have. The first few times I went to Wrigley, fans were mostly middle-class
and blue collar workers. Tickets were easy to get. When Ernie Banks hit his 500th
career home run on May 12, 1970 against the Atlanta Braves it was witnessed by
a total of 5,243 fans. In the 1980s, it became the venue of jet-setters with
cell phones and in business suits. ItÕs now fashionable to be a Cubs fan and
adore Wrigley Field and its horse-trough urinals, $25 parking fees and steel girders
that obstruct your view. The Bleacher Bums are long gone.
Best
memories?
The Õ69
Cubs and Ron Santo. Watching the 2003 playoffs against the Braves and Marlins.
A Willie Stargell home run that must have landed somewhere in Wisconsin off
Dennis Lamp. Shawon Dunston striking out at pitches in the dirt. The smooth
batting stroke of Mark Grace. Rude ushers. Lots of good looking girls.
Busch
Stadium I
This used to be my favorite ballpark. You could get a
box seat for six bucks. I had a front row seat by the visiting bullpen one game
and the bullpen phone rang constantly; the Cardinals beat the Astros 11-1. I
gave words of encouragement to each Houston pitcher that went in and then they
got shelled.
And while
not a Cardinal fan, the good times included--- watching Bob Gibson pitch, Lou
Brock steal bases, Ozzie taking the field at shortstop, Whitey Herzog
physically grabbing Garry Templeton off the field after failing to run out a
ground ball and a Pete Rose hit ball that bounced off my wrist. Meeting Jack
Buck and Bob Costas. (Costas is a little guy but not a midget. I donÕt care
what Barry Bonds says. Plus, heÕs a nice guy). I watched Gibson get his 3000th
strikeout, the victim was Reds centerfielder Caesar Geronimo. He was also
RyanÕs 3000th victim. Clearly, Geronimo was in the right place at the right
time.
Comiskey
Park
Another one of my favorites. This was more like going
into a neighborhood bar. No suits here. I donÕt care for The Cell and long for
Comiskey. I went to lots of games when Harry Carey broadcasted there with
Jimmie Piersall. The Sox didnÕt have great teams but they were always
entertaining. Seats were easy to get and you were close to the field.
South Side girls had nothing on the Wrigley set. Going
to Comiskey was a good time, plain and simple. It was a night out with the
guys.
Others
The
Astrodome: J.R. Richard. Bad uniforms. Astro Turf. The best pitchers dual I
ever saw was when Richard and Tom Seaver went at it in a 2-1 Cincinnati win
over the Astros.
Royals
Stadium: Brett, Saberhagen and McRae. Don Denkinger. Jim Sundberg winning a
World Series. Water fountains. A clean, sterile park. You felt guilty messing
it up with peanut shells.
The
Metrodome: Kirby Puckett, before his image was tarnished. Hankies. Teflon.
Padded walls. Hubert Humphrey.
Yankee
Stadium: Money. Pricey beer. History. Rowdy fans. Tough fans. Demanding fans.
Dodger
Stadium: Dodger Dogs and Vin Scully. Quiet crowds. Subdued crowds. Laid back
crowds. Steve Sax almost hit for the cycle one of the nights I was there.
Bulldog pitched a game the other night I was there.
Tiger
Stadium: Bad neighborhood. The Tiger uniforms. Ernie Harwell. Meeting Sparky
Anderson and chatting for about 20 minutes. Whitaker and Trammel.
County
Stadium (Milwaukee): The brats. Smell of the brats. Bud Selig. Robin Yount and Paul
Molitor. Where Sundberg played.
7/26/07