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Monday, June 17, 2013

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A phrase from the song, ďI know what I likeĒ by Genesis flitted through my mind Friday night. Iíd set out from home to go do *something*, not really knowing what that something was, but en route to my hometownís downtown, I heard mention of a casino on the radio, and thought I might go there instead. so I hopped on the highway, in a direction I travel often, usually stopping at the airport roughly halfway to this nightís rerouted destination. I flew right by the airport and kept going, but I didnít make it to the second intended destination. Prior to the exit that would get me there, I saw other exits that once upon a time Iíd taken regularly, and I thought I might do so again. And so it was that I took a spin around grounds Iíd once stomped, in the late 90s. And then I took another slight detour, this time to grounds once hallowed, at least to baseball fans, the next destination the corner Ė or, I should say, The Corner Ė the intersection where a mighty temple once stood, a shrine to Tigers, now toppled and given way to an expanse of grass. A small backstop marked the general area where home plate once stood, basepaths marked on the ground allowing a few people to play on the same grounds their heroes once strode. I didnít join in, choosing instead to just wander around, and let my mind wander back to those days when I lived in the city of DetroitÖ

I used to walk to Tiger Stadium, located at the corner of Michigan Avenue and Trumbull Avenue from my apartment near the Wayne State campus. It was only about 3 miles away, never mind that we were talking about the city of Detroit, I was 22-23 at the time, and indestructible, as kids are wont to think they are at that age. I walked to school most mornings, even in winter, and would walk downtown to see concerts, including talking the 2 mile stroll down to St. Andrews Hall on Devilís Night in Detroit city to see a fave band, Dream Theater, for the first time ever. So, why not do that trek out to Tiger Stadium, which I could see from my apartment, it wasnít that much further. I spent a fair few evenings or afternoons out in the bleachers at the old ball park, a $4 ticket (only $1 if a certain player had stolen a base the game before!) making for cheap entertainment.

So, walking around the large empty field where that field of dreams once stood, that triggered a powerful wave of nostalgia, and a bit of sadness, too. Tiger Stadium was a crotchety old park when I visited, but it was our crotchety old park, darnit, and I liked it for what it was, and for what had gone on within its confines. Iíve enjoyed the handful of games Iíve seen at Comerica Park, the current home of the Tigers, but itís never the same as the experience down at The Corner, back in the day.
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MEADSBAY 6/21/2013 10:21PM

    Dear me, you sound like my 88 year old elder care client, a retired economics professor from Brooklyn with Alzheimer's.
All he wants to (or can) talk about is the Giant's games he went to at Ebbets Field when he was a boy.
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1CRAZYDOG 6/21/2013 9:01PM

    It's fun to revisit things from your past!

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CLPURNELL 6/18/2013 7:30PM

    Great trip down memory lane!

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GARDENCHRIS 6/18/2013 7:24AM

    memories are often bitter sweet. emoticon

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JERSEYGIRL24 6/17/2013 10:36PM

    As a Yankee fan, I hear ya! The new Yankee stadium (opened in 2009) has an extremely corporate feel to it. The old stadium had the bleacher creatures, and the bleacher was segregated from the rest of the stadium. Never the twain did they meet, but now they do. And of course if you are sitting in the bleachers and you are lucky, you have an obstructed view of right field or left field, so they have tv screens so you can see the action.

The new stadium has more creature comforts (nicer rest rooms, better food), but for old line fans, such as my husband, it is just not the same. And parking costs $35.00 (maybe more by now - that was two years ago).

Then again, I was born in the Bronx, and my grandparents lived there while I was growing up. I have fond memories of walking around, including walking to the Bronx Zoo, which was not close by. Nowadays you can't do that.

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