As the last of the fireworks exploded, and my family and I walked out of Busch Stadium yesterday, I couldn’t help but feel like I was losing a part of myself. Professional baseball stadiums shouldn’t rank very high on the list of significant losses in our lives. I understand that. Still, many of the most exciting moments of my life are kept in a ballpark that will be torn down a few days after the Cardinals finish their season this year. These include: watching Vince Coleman stealing bases at will, Ozzie Smith doing a back flip each opening day. Jim Edmonds robbing an opponent of an extra-base hit with a spectacular catch, standing in awe as Mark McGwire hit a 565 ft. home run, and recently cheering wildly as David Eckstein hit a grand slam to win the game. The list could go on and on.
Being able to attend the last regular-season game at Busch Stadium was a thrill. Thanks again to my wife, Erin, for those tickets. In my life, Busch Stadium went from being an imposing home of heroes, to a comfortable place where men played baseball at the highest level. I am looking forward going to games in the new stadium, though. I’m sure it will be great. Who knows? Maybe we’ll even have a new World Championship flag to fly there. For now… good-bye Busch Stadium. Thanks for everything.
-Go Cards!
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