Thursday, August 06, 2009

0-8

Apparently, there is some baseball to be played this weekend in the Bronx.

And meanwhile, David Ortiz is still trying to get to the bottom of it.

That said, Doug Glanville brings some needed rationalism to the debate on "the list."

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Monday, July 20, 2009

Old Timer's Day

Every year I watch the Old Timers celebration and I always enjoy it. Madame Cura was quite concerned that she hadn't heard Yogi announced, but he was there, looking fit, as was Don Zimmer, returning for the first time since '03. The Yankees do do this right, though I am struck every year when I hear, repeatedly, that only the Yankees can do this. I don't really understand that: The Tigers, Cubs, White Sox, Red Sox, Reds all have long histories, longer than the former Highlanders. The Dodgers and the Giants are storied franchises, albeit on a different coast than where they started. Is it the many World Serious Rings? Or is just that only the Yankees take this seriously enough and are prepared to pay the freight for all these guys to return.

And then, of course, there's this:

Time to go down on the field and see if I can ketch me some aged ballplayers. The first time they did this here -- by here I mean "in the old building" -- the Yankees welcomed Ty Cobb, Tris Speaker, and many other early 20th century greats. Today they welcome Chad Curtis. I was born too late.

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Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Get yer ballparks, here. Get yer ballparks!


Two new baseball stadiums opening in the same city in the same year is pretty much unheard of, but by golly this is New York!

Paul Goldberg appraises.

At the old Yankee Stadium, that place was from the elevated tracks of the Lexington Avenue subway, and one nice feature of the new stadium is that that, too, has been re-created. There is a break between the right-field stands and the scoreboard, and you can see the trains sliding by. The new stadium feels more tightly woven into the fabric of the city than the old one did. (It will feel even more so once a Metro-North station opens there, later this year, and once the city finally makes good on its obligation to replace the Macombs Dam Park facilities lost in construction of the new stadium with parkland on and around the site of the previous one.) If you approach it by driving along Jerome Avenue, you see a couple of the Bronx’s finest Art Deco apartment houses across the street from the west façade, and you get a hint of the subtle counterpoint that once existed between a baseball park and an urban setting. The stadium is bigger and more imposing than everything around it, of course, but it seems to grow out of its surroundings, and this somehow rescues the building from its own pomposity. In a way, the apartment houses on Jerome Avenue, the jumble of storefronts and bars under the elevated tracks on River Avenue, and the constant presence of street life shape the stadium as much as its designers have.

At Citi Field, conversely, the Ebbets Field façade, stuck in the middle of acres of parking (as Shea was), seems more like a theme park than it would if it were in the middle of the city. HOK has tried to make the stadium feel more urban by placing a long brick building, containing the Mets’ offices, just beyond right field, along 126th Street, where it faces a favela of auto-body shops in Willets Point. But, since the site is defined mainly by expressways and parking lots, the architects are fighting a losing battle. It’s a pity that the Mets didn’t build on the far West Side of Manhattan, where Colonel Ruppert first thought of putting Yankee Stadium, ninety years ago, and where the Jets recently tried to build a football stadium. A football stadium doesn’t need to be in the middle of a city, but a baseball park, smaller and used much more often, does.

A stadium is a stage set as sure as anything on Broadway, and it determines the tone of the dramas within. Citi Field suggests a team that wants to be liked, even to the point of claiming some history that isn’t its own. Yankee Stadium, however, reflects an organization that is in the business of being admired, and is built to serve as a backdrop for the image of the Yankees, at once connected to the city and rising grandly above it.

I've always wanted to dig my teeth into and blog about the financial deals the two organizations had with the city; the parks' effect on the surrounding neighborhood -- loss (supposedly temporary) of parks in the Bronx and (expected) auto repair livelihoods in Queens; and the travails of selling premium tickets in this environment, not to mention the travails of long-time season ticket holders to the old stadia; but I've never gotten around to it, I'm sorry to say.

Hope to see the new Yankee Stadium in person on April 4, though, and will report back on the experience.

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Sunday, September 21, 2008

It's down to one game

Both for The Stadium and the Yankees season as the Red Sox win and the Tragic Number drops to one.

I'll try to live-blog the pre-game ceremonies, but I worry about soaking the keyboard. Anyway, odd the celebratory feel of the place given that the Yankees would have to win every remaining game and the Red Sox lose those games if the Yankees are to go to the post season for the 14th year in a row.

7:35 -- Is Cora Rizutto still standing out at shortstop?

7:40 -- Willie Randolph just slid into second. Fantastic, and totally unexpected.

7:56 -- Center field is saved for last. Joe D., Mantle. Is Bernabe Williams in The Stadium?

8:05 -- "Bern baby Bern." Bernie Williams' Day coincides with the Closing of The Stadium Day. How perfect.

And, at 8:06, Bob Shepard announces the lineup.

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