Most of us remember the days prior to AT&T park being built. The long drive to Candlestick, the cold wind, the list of complaints go on. However, a lot of memories surround baseball at the stick. I remember my first baseball game with my dad there. The light so bright, the field so green and vast. The concrete steps and the plastic seats. I was probably more taken by my surrounds than I was with the game. My love for baseball and the ultimate feeling you get at a ballpark started at candlestick. My obsession grew. The players on T.V. became real people.
Now don’t get me wrong. I love AT&T Park. I waited in anticipation for the park to be built. Many trips to visit the groundbreaking. The excitement and vibe of a baseball park is vibrant. I am addicted to the rivalry cheer. The smells the electricity that runs through the crowd at good plays, bad plays and the visiting teams.
So with the demolishing of Candlestick, it brings a bitter sweet feeling. AT&T is a significantly better park to go to, but the first memories of the love of baseball lie within Candlestick Park. When the opportunity arose to see Paul McCartney at the last show of Candlestick I knew I had to go. I stood on the grass with baseball thoughts swirling around me for one last goodbye.
And so… the demolition of Candlestick begins.
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