Saying a Final Goodbye to the Big Concrete Toilet Bowl
I’m not gonna lie, during the first series when Seattle had the ball, and the crowd was chanting “De-fense” over and over, I got a little choked up. I didn’t just hear hear the pride of Niner fans, I felt it in my soul. So much great history, resonating, reverberating, shaking…..
As Giants fans, we said goodbye to Candlestick Park 14 years ago. I’ll never forget my first game at AT&T, coming up the stairwell seeing that brand new beautiful park—it took my breath away, literally. But I will never stop missing games at the ‘Stick and all of the amazing moments I was a part of, as a fan, in that place.
My dad had season tickets to Niner games in ’79 and ’80. He gave them up the year before they won the Super Bowl. My parents got divorced in ’78, I think it was his way of apologizing to me or something. While I’ve been to a few Niner games since then, I went to a bunch with him over that 2 season period. I was too young to really remember them much. At least, not like I remember going to Giants games. I think that’s where the “knowing dude head nod” was born. Although now I think those weren’t really “knowing dude head nods” that I shared with my Giant’s brethren—our heads were just shaking involuntarily from the freezing temperatures, lol.
Still, yesterday, I felt the Niner pride all the way from Candlestick, through my tv and into my living room. So many great memories from that shit hole. Giants games, Niner games, even a Monsters of Rock event that I remember a little of.
I think I’ll remember that Frank Gore run that set up the game winning field goal for the rest of my life. I am so jealous of the fans that got to watch it live, erupting in unison. One of the great Candlestick moments. There have been so many.
I had a half-hearted plan to hit a final Niner game this year but didn’t get off my ass to make it happen. I can’t actually remember the last Giants game I went to at Candlestick. I think I’ve been to a Niner game or 2 over the last 14 years. Still, it would have been great to go to one final game. I doubt I’ll go to the final regular season game and we likely won’t have any playoff games at home this year. I regret not going to a final game at the ‘Stick this year. One final game.
I’m not going to watch them blow her up. My heart couldn’t take it. It would be like blowing up part of my soul….