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Monday, August 15, 2005

The Stick

When I was a kid the outfield wall was a chain link fence. There was maybe 20 yards between the left field fence and the stands. when a homerun would come out there, the kids would jump out of the stands and there would always be this huge dog pile on top of the ball. later they put up a green fence and moved the stands right up behind it. Got you closer to bonds, but further from the good ol days.

You’ll also notice the huge area of foul territory. No Giant won the batting title while playing at The Stick. They figured you lose 30 or so at bats per year because of all that room.

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Sr. Goar,

For a man who once officially 'gave up' on SF baseball (and sports) altogether, you sure have come back with ferocious abandon. What is your secret?

-the knight

12:02 PM

 
Blogger JWG said...

Knight,

I am not as attached to the giants as I once was. Notice the pictures of the Stick and not Pac Bell (or whatever it is called now). But my mother still watches all the games. Even in this lousy season she says she enjoys it. I still cheer, and who knows what the future holds, but this year is not hurting like it should if I really cared.

by the way, Knight, isn’t it about time you lifted yr veil?

4:44 PM

 

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