It was a fine, sunny day at the ballpark, one of those days when everything seems right with the world-except that the ballpark was Shea Stadium, and the home team was the New York Mets. As I strolled towards the Leon Hess Memorial Refurbished Men’s Lavatory behind home plate, a piece of paper floated down Read More
The view from Field Box 38K at Shea Stadium has changed since those innocent days of yore, i.e., 1964, when a group of early-middle-aged firefighters could own four of the best seats in the big-league, big-market ball park. There is a delightful little story about how those firefighters happened to know, even before the stadium Read More
Stopped by Shea Stadium the other night. It was Jewish Night. Heard lots about Hank Greenberg and Sandy Koufax (they played baseball) and Bernard Malamud (he wrote about baseball) and Neil Diamond (well, baseball is played on a diamond). Got a nifty pin celebrating Israel’s 50th anniversary. Benjamin Netanyahu welcomed us via videotape.
The parking Read More
