Is this what baseball will be, just hanging on to the memory of one last game?
The one game that you thought would go on forever?
The game where you sat, somewhere up in the stands. Tight up against those other fans.
Seeing what you always see and not wondering if you’d ever see the likes of that again.
Was that you?
A fan in the stands.
July 11, 1910
The not-so-good Cardinals are playing the not-so-good Doves on a partly cloudy Monday in St. Louis.
Game time 3:45 at old League Park. You know the place. The one with the beer garden.
The one with the fans. Those St. Louis fans. Those cranks. Those bugs.
They got so crazied up one day back in June that they threw their pop bottles onto left field. So many empty bottles rained down on Pittsburgh’s outfielder that the umpire had to stop the game. He asked a cop to stop the fans.
But, it was awfully hot. And, the cop would not.
And, just a few days ago, a fight broke out in the bleachers. Even the players stopped to watch.
But, things are quiet on July 11. Continue reading