A great era in baseball ends tonight. It is not the prettiest park; the food isn't anything special; and the surrounding neighborhood stinks. But no other place has been host to more memorable and important moments in baseball than The House That Ruth Built - it's not even close. As anyone who has been there can attest (and I am among the fortunate visitors), there is an unmistakable awe and power within its walls. No matter what happens in the new ballpark across the street, that feeling will never be replicated anywhere else again.
Thanks for the memories, Old Yankee Stadium!
(Apologies to our resident Yanks fan for beating him to this post)
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