Sunday, October 4, 2009

Goodbye Metrodome...


The final Twins baseball game will be held in the Metrodome in the coming weeks, (notice I say weeks, because I see a playoff run coming) as next year the Twins move into their new stadium, Target Field. Although my friends and I called it the SnoozerDome, because it seemed by the 3rd inning of every game a wave of sleepiness overtook you, I loved to watch my Twins play ball here. Here are a few memories:

1. I remember '87 and '91 when the Twins won the World Series, including Game 6 in 1991 when Kirby got the job done..."and we will see you tomorrow night!"

2. There was nothing better than the sound of pouring rain on the roof and nothing worse than sitting inside when it was sunny and 75 degrees outside.

3. How about the greatest mascot in baseball, TC Bear, as he fired t-shirts out of his air cannon and drove around the warning track on his 4-wheeler. Love ya TC.

4. Ryesetter, you remember the HR ball I missed from Daryl Strawberry up in the right field Upper Deck and how we watched it bounce back down onto the field. Dang it, I can't believe I missed that!!!

5. Opening Day 2006, sitting with my fellow Twins fan Peter Erickson, and watching Shannon Stewert hit a halk-off HR.

6. TwinsFest!!! Once again, with my fellow Twins fan Peter Erickson, and almost killing myself as I slipped on the steps walking onto the field. Seriously everyone, I almost died.

7. The Metrodome men's bathrooms...enough said.

8. $10 lower deck outfield seats...can't beat it

9. Dome Dogs. Everytime I ate one I felt horrible for the next 24 hours, but I just couldn't resist getting one each time I went to a game. Susi, anything to add here?

10. 1982...my first game at the Metrodome against the Red Sox...that's where it all started.

Thanks for the memories Metrodome.

*Picture via espn.com

8 comments:

MTR said...

That's a good list, Jer.

My best memories mostly surround the Yankees, and hanging out with good friends and/or family.

For instance, I remember sitting in a luxury suite that my uncle bought for a game against the White Sox sometime in the mid-1980s.

I also remember attending a 3-game Yankees series in April of 1999. A student ID could get you lower deck seats for like $12. For the first game, I sat immediately above the Yankees dugout and watched Rocket practice pitching grips the entire game.

There were several games up there with Jer and other friends throughout all our youth ministry and baseball trip days. Good stuff.

Frankly, I don't really remember much about the Twins at all. And watching the Yankees outside in Minnesota next year makes me really excited.

Good riddance!

Tim Bastron said...

Jer,

I am almost speechless. You are telling me that the game we attended did not make the list. That night in Minneapolis created many memories.

What about you talkin smack to old guy who was cheering for the opposing team. This all followed by night where we saw cops talking smack as they arrested people, the booyah of all booyahs and many more.

Come on man.

csusi said...

allow me to define the dome dog:

a form of hazardous meat that after consumption brought about the worst case of food poisoning a man can obtain. a night of misery spent on the cold tiles of a bathroom floor filled the next 8 hours of my life. *i was later self diagnosed with "hell hole" that lead to 3 straight nights of sleeping only on my stomach along with the application of neosporin to an area that is guaranteed not to be listed on the back of the tube.

id be willing to bet Charmin's stock rose 20% in the span of those days.

from that day forward ive stood firm in my belief that only one item of food is being grilled up over the flames of hell: the domedog.

may that wannabe hotdog die with the metrodome.

*if my wife reads this, consider me banned from the world wide web...forever.

jer said...

Tim!!! Oh my gosh you are right. How could I have forgotten to include that night! Old Chicago, baseball, trash talking at the game, the street fight that lead to the ultimate police trash talk of all time as he jammed his forearm into the back of the head of a drunk guy whose face was buried in the pavement. And of course, booyah.

Pretty sure your wife (girlfriend at the time) hated my guts that weekend as we came home every night with new stories.

Great times!

Susi- that story of the DomeDog never gets old.

Robbie said...

Jer!

How can you forget Short Shorts guy or High Five guy! Those are some great moments as well...political discussions at an NFL game, does it get better?

jer said...

True Robbie, these guys are classics. However, the Vikings will continue to play in the Metrodome, unlike the Twins, so I was focusing on the baseball side of things.

Make no mistake, High-five and Short-Shorts guy will be included in a tribute when the Vikings get a new stadium. Which will be never. I remember when High-Five guy showed up at the Packers-Vikings game wearing a Packers jacket...from that point on, I never gave him another High 5.

Zach Thompson said...

What about the time I accidentally yelled at Shannon Stewart and told him he was in my fantasy?

Good list Jer, I am proud I spent some depressing days in there with you.

jer said...

Yes Zach! And then the entire section turned and stared at you while the rest of us slowly got up to move away from you.

For those of you not there, Zach was meaning to say that Stewart was on his fantasy team...or was he?