to the House That Ruth Built.


i realize that this is just the very beginning of the season (heck, as i’m writing this, we’re waiting out a rain delay for the season-opening game to start at Yankee Stadium), but i still think that it’s a fair time to mourn the loss of another historic stadium.

admittedly, New Yankee Stadium will be a showpiece to be proud of, but it won’t be Yankee Stadium.


i also admit that i love Riley Park, which is a modern stadium (albeit in the minor leagues). but that doesn’t mean that i don’t miss warm nights at College Park, where you could reach out and touch the field. watching the players come out and lie on the grass to watch the fireworks, smelling the earthy warmth beneath the stands. that’s what baseball really means to me.

oh well, at least the Red Sox still play at Fenway (go Sox!), and the Cubs are still at Wrigley (even if they did put up lights).

baseball season’s back!

quote of the day:

“Ray, people will come Ray. They’ll come to Iowa for reasons they can’t even fathom. They’ll turn up your driveway not knowing for sure why they’re doing it. They’ll arrive at your door as innocent as children, longing for the past. Of course, we won’t mind if you look around, you’ll say. It’s only $20 per person. They’ll pass over the money without even thinking about it: for it is money they have and peace they lack. And they’ll walk out to the bleachers; sit in shirtsleeves on a perfect afternoon. They’ll find they have reserved seats somewhere along one of the baselines, where they sat when they were children and cheered their heroes. And they’ll watch the game and it’ll be as if they dipped themselves in magic waters. The memories will be so thick they’ll have to brush them away from their faces. People will come Ray. The one constant through all the years, Ray, has been baseball. America has rolled by like an army of steamrollers. It has been erased like a blackboard, rebuilt and erased again. But baseball has marked the time. This field, this game: it’s a part of our past, Ray. It reminds of us of all that once was good and it could be again. Oh… people will come Ray. People will most definitely come.” – James Earl Jones, as Terence Mann, Field of Dreams


One Response to “goodbye…”

  1. matthew rosvally Says:


    My name is Matt Rosvally, and I am a film maker from New York City. I saw a photograph on this blog and I am very interested in using it for my documentary (I am talking about the antique photograph of the yankee stadium). I am very interested to know if this photograph is in the public domain, and if not, who owns the right to the photograph? You see, I wish to use it in the highest resolution available for a documentary I shot about a pioneer in the field of gerontology. If you happen to own the rights to this photo, I would love to chat about what it would take to get your permission to use it for my documentary.

    I would love to share more details with you about the documentary, specifically what it is about and what I plan on using this photograph for. I would love to hear back from you as soon as you are able. Thank you for your time and please let me know what you think.


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