If my fiance were here, she would tell you not to encourage me. Growing up on the southwest side of Detroit we played in my backyard, where there was a porch for the 2nd floor tenant, and even that was a cool feeling, "to park one upstairs". I've always wanted to have enough land to build a 1/3 scale MLB park for wiffle ball.
Originally Posted by curb my enthusiasm
As far as the stadium being torn down, I think I'm becoming ok. Like my Dad said, we always have our memories, we always have movies, dvd and pictures. I kind of feel like I've lost a member of my family who had been very ill for an extended period of time. You hate that they're gone, but you don't want them suffering anymore. I hated driving by the Stadium and seeing what was happening to it.
"Straight ball I hit it very much, curveball, bats are afraid"