Dr. Kenneth Noisewater wrote:
Joe, why can't it be that you are the one who isn't remembering it right and Comiskey was a dump of a place with the ugly green walls and funky seat/railing colors, the upper deck closing you up like a tomb while those light tower shadows covered the field?
Do you often tell people that their wives aren't good-looking also? Dude can think what he wants about her but I'm gonna tell him how it is. People's opinions are their own, Joe. You can't really win an argument one way or the other.
As a matter of fact, Doc, that kind of is how I remember Comiskey Park. Just because I'm a Sox fan I'm not going to tell you I levitated ten feet and blew my load when I walked inside the place. My memories there are my own. I'm not trying to convince you or Brian Hanley how great the place was to me.
We all know beauty is in the eye of the beholder. My argument is not with people who think Wrigley is great. It's more about the phony reasons why some of them supposedly think it's great. If you tell me that on a gorgeous Saturday in July of '87 you drank a hundred beers there, saw Andre Dawson make a great catch, got a handjob from Seka in the bleachers and then went across the street to Sports Corner where you met your future wife, and that's why you love Wrigley and think it's the best ballpark in the world, I'm not going to argue with you.
But that's not what I'm talking about. Comiskey Park didn't look the same in real life as it did on a 16" black and white Zenith. And Wrigley wasn't some lone patch of grass bursting with colors in an otherwise urban jungle of gray concrete. That's just unnecessary romanticizing. I'm sure there are enough reasons top like the place that you don't need to make more up. Isn't that fair?