Today, September 24th, WE mark yet another anniversary of the SADDEST DAY in OUR BROOKLYN DODGER history.
It was 48 years ago, in 1957, on an brisk autumn Tuesday night that WE played the last game at OUR BELOVED EBBETS FIELD.
WE beat the Pittsburgh Pirates 2-0, behind Danny McDevitt's pitching. Gil drove in the last RBI at OUR Ebbets Field. By 10:09PM it was all over! I was part of a small crowd of 6,702 that tried watching through all OUR tears, which never stopped flowing from the minute WE entered OUR Rotunda. Thousands stayed home because they couldn't bear the pain of watching OUR rich and wonderful history being torn from US...and ripped to pieces.
Of course, none of this mattered. What mattered, most of all, was the fact that OUR hearts were about to be broken, and WE would bleed that pain for the rest of OUR lives......all in the name of GREED....and to satisfy the ego of one man! Hopefully, wherever he is, his pain is greater than the pain he inflicted upon US!
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It was 48 years ago, in 1957, on an brisk autumn Tuesday night that WE played the last game at OUR BELOVED EBBETS FIELD.
WE beat the Pittsburgh Pirates 2-0, behind Danny McDevitt's pitching. Gil drove in the last RBI at OUR Ebbets Field. By 10:09PM it was all over! I was part of a small crowd of 6,702 that tried watching through all OUR tears, which never stopped flowing from the minute WE entered OUR Rotunda. Thousands stayed home because they couldn't bear the pain of watching OUR rich and wonderful history being torn from US...and ripped to pieces.
Of course, none of this mattered. What mattered, most of all, was the fact that OUR hearts were about to be broken, and WE would bleed that pain for the rest of OUR lives......all in the name of GREED....and to satisfy the ego of one man! Hopefully, wherever he is, his pain is greater than the pain he inflicted upon US!
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