gianthead said, on December 19, 2013 at 1:06 pm (Edit)
But my ode to Candlestick was my memories from college making the trek up fro San Jose (usually a 12-pack consumed on the way…oh the 80s, life was way different – we did a case once between 4 of us and my girldfriend at the time in my VW Rabbit) grabbing sandiwiches at Piccolo Pete’s, sitting in the bleachers for $2.50 with your sandwich and a soda in plastic bottle. Never leaving before the final out and then racing to your car to get the hell out of there…great, great memories.
Remember those right field bleachers and they were hardly open for games, but they were awesome seats if you could get them. Then one night during one of the Dodger weeknight evening melees, we got seats in those bleachers and fights were breaking out every half inning…glorious memories!