I biked to hallowed ground today ~ the old Yankee Stadium footprint between 157th Street and 161st Street off River Avenue. I stood behind home plate, my soul sank and flew, the memories, good and bad rolled in, I felt pain that broke my heart and delirious joy, bliss that stayed with me for weeks. I watched a kid hammer a ball off the right field fence. I thought I saw the 344 sign. That brought the 1961 M&M boys to mind.
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| Smack! |
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| Mantle hits facade off Pedro Ramos |
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| Roger's 61st |
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| Mick greeting Roger |
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| this photo, courtesy of terrencefogarty.com |
3 comments:
Spent many an afternoon in the upper deck on the first base side watching the Mick, Moose, Hank, Clete, Tony K, Andy C, Yogi, Roger, Hector, Bob C, Bob T. Ralph T, Luis, Elston, Gil, Whitey, Bobby R, Bobby S, Ryan D and many others.
very odd to be there, Al. Felt the ghosts.
I'm certain they were there
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