The opening shot of Forbes Field, man, that was a truly beautiful ballpark.
I loved the place. My family had season tickets at Forbes from 1958 until it closed in 1970. In the late 60's I was dating the young lady who would become my wife and one year we saw 60 games. Babe Ruth hit his last home run at Forbes on May 25, 1935, playing for the Boston Braves.The opening shot of Forbes Field, man, that was a truly beautiful ballpark.
And what's in that suitcase?I loved the place. My family had season tickets at Forbes from 1958 until it closed in 1970. In the late 60's I was dating the young lady who would become my wife and one year we saw 60 games. Babe Ruth hit his last home run at Forbes on May 25, 1935, playing for the Boston Braves.
This is my favorite photo, taken in 1912, three years after it opened. There is so much to see here but I often wonder what happened to the couple in the left foreground. Did they marry? Did the man die in WW1? Did they live to an old age and, if so, might I have known them in my youth?
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That must have been something. A lot of history in that old ballpark.I was at the last game at Forbes.
I saw my first major league game there. A Sunday doubleheader against the Dodgers. Koufax and Claud Osteen pitched for the Dodgers. Can't remember the Pirate pitchers. Dodgers won the first game and Manny Mota hit a bottom of the ninth home run to win the second game for the Pirates.I loved the place. My family had season tickets at Forbes from 1958 until it closed in 1970. In the late 60's I was dating the young lady who would become my wife and one year we saw 60 games. Babe Ruth hit his last home run at Forbes on May 25, 1935, playing for the Boston Braves.
This is my favorite photo, taken in 1912, three years after it opened. There is so much to see here but I often wonder what happened to the couple in the left foreground. Did they marry? Did the man die in WW1? Did they live to an old age and, if so, might I have known them in my youth?
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As was I. I was saddened by the general trashing of place in the name of securing a souvenir. People ripped out grass, seats, signs, the scoreboard...anything they could get their hands on. It was chaos and it was pathetic. The Grand Old Lady deserved a dignified death, but she was ripped apart by a mob. Others walked out with their loot. I walked out with nothing but my memories, both happy and sad, of glorious days and nights watching men play a child's game. Alas, my final memory is the saddest of all.I was at the last game at Forbes.
What did you expect? It’s Pittsburgh.As was I. I was saddened by the general trashing of place in the name of securing a souvenir. People ripped out grass, seats, signs, the scoreboard...anything they could get their hands on. It was chaos and it was pathetic. The Grand Old Lady deserved a dignified death, but she was ripped apart by a mob. Others walked out with their loot. I walked out with nothing but my memories, both happy and sad, of glorious days and nights watching men play a child's game. Alas, my final memory is the saddest of all.
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Same thing happened when Connie Mack Stadium hosted its last game.What did you expect? It’s Pittsburgh.
Same thing happened when Connie Mack Stadium hosted its last game.
As was I. I was saddened by the general trashing of place in the name of securing a souvenir. People ripped out grass, seats, signs, the scoreboard...anything they could get their hands on. It was chaos and it was pathetic. The Grand Old Lady deserved a dignified death, but she was ripped apart by a mob. Others walked out with their loot. I walked out with nothing but my memories, both happy and sad, of glorious days and nights watching men play a child's game. Alas, my final memory is the saddest of all.
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I knew Forbes Field was a classic park but Atlantis playing the South of France puts the field in a new level of classic.As was I. I was saddened by the general trashing of place in the name of securing a souvenir. People ripped out grass, seats, signs, the scoreboard...anything they could get their hands on. It was chaos and it was pathetic. The Grand Old Lady deserved a dignified death, but she was ripped apart by a mob. Others walked out with their loot. I walked out with nothing but my memories, both happy and sad, of glorious days and nights watching men play a child's game. Alas, my final memory is the saddest of all.
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Ah....this never happens anywhere else.What did you expect? It’s Pittsburgh.