The Shoestring Catch

Yankee Stadium
June 5, 2009, 1:46 pm
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New Yankee Stadium is an absolute marvel.  Everything you have heard about it is true.  It is a baseball palace the likes of which the world has never seen.  However, Yankee Stadium is fundamentally, a stadium.  Every other altar of the game we have visited so far has been either a park or a field.  These words, and the places themselves, evoke a more pastoral sentimentality.  Camden Yards, Citizen’s Bank Park, and Citi Field are so open-air that I often forgot I was in a building while watching a game.  Yankee Stadium does not capture this feeling.  I am sure this is intentional on the Yankees part, but it is interesting to note.  For example, the views onto the field from the main concourses are very limited.  This is because there are huge concrete grandstands stacked on top of them.  Also, to get to Monument Park (which was closed by the time we got to the game) you have to travel through what feels like a small concrete tunnel.  It is actually a large concrete tunnel, but when it is packed with people it can feel tiny.

Our seats were way up in the nosebleeds above left field in section 431B.  The upper deck was decently filled for a Tuesday night game, but it was embarrassing to look down and see completely empty sections right behind home plate.  I just can’t believe that the $5000 tickets aren’t selling.  But seriously, I hope whoever came up with the Yankees pricing structure has been fired and blacklisted from baseball.

The best thing about sitting in the nosebleeds is all of the colorful people you meet.  There was a group of seven shirtless guys with Y-A-N-K-E-E-S painted across their chests a few rows away from us.  In the top of the first inning a stuffy attendant told them that they had to put their shirts on.  In response, one of the gentlemen yelled out, “so we get a new stadium and now we can’t have any fun?!?!”  The entire section cheered, and the attendant left, but not before she had convinced them to at least put their shirts around their necks.

The worst thing about sitting in the nosebleeds is also all of the colorful people you meet.  There were four guys, about our age, sitting right behind us that shouted drunken obscenities throughout the entire game.  Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for having a beer at the game (if you can afford it) and some good natured heckling, but these guys were sloppy drunk and not the least bit clever with their shouting.  Where was the stuffy attendant on this one?  I don’t want to say they ruined our game watching experience (the Yankees winning did that), but they did make it more difficult to concentrate on baseball.


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