A couple of weeks ago I was in Chicago for work and had a little time to kill on my way back to the airport. If I get the chance, I usually gravitate towards the closest MLB or NFL park. I have eaten several times in the resturant that overlooks the BOB in Phoenix though I have never watched a game there. What baseball purist could resist walking around Wrigley field?
Even though he butchered the song that my grandfather adored (it's take me out with the crowd), you can't resist taking a picture of Harry Caray's statue.
They had the door opened up in right field and I was able to get mere feet from the grass
They had the door opened up in right field and I was able to get mere feet from the grass