I've said this before and I'll say it again—I wish I kept better track of my lifetime of Phillies games. Ideally, I'd have which seat I sat in, which game it was, the final score, and who I was with. Maybe tack on the number of beers I drank or something. I sit in seats, mostly in left field these days (it's shadier, I hate the sun), and I can look around the stadium and remember when I sat in a certain section and the good times we had there. Even now, when I don't feel "at home" at the Bank like I used to, since my Phillies fandom has waned significantly, and this was my first game in about two years, still, even now, I'm fond of remembering, of picturing an endless series of Joes in an endless array of blue plastic seats, watching an infinite number of good-to-mediocre baseball teams hit balls and take strikes and break hearts. I don't really care about this team or this sport anymore, but I save a tiny little drawer in the armoire of my soul, that's where I keep the locket with all the memories from this stadium. In My Place indeed.
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I too wish I had a record of all the games I've been to! Along with a record of all the runs I've been on, etc. - it would be good to have a statistical book of all the things from our lives.
Beautiful day to be at a game!
And of course, the classic: how much have I shit in my life, would it fill up an Olympic-sized swimming pool yet, and so on.
Hell yeah anonymous! We got lucky and had seats along the left field line (still very high up, obviously), which means we were in the shade. I can never remember which side is the sunny side and which side is the shady side, so I'm hoping by writing this comment I'll remember it forever.
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