December 15, 2008

AH, BUT...:

Willie Mays, last day at Polo Grounds, and my dad (Lanny Davis, December 15, 2008 , Washington Times)

On Sept. 29, 1957, my dad took me to see Willie Mays play his last game in New York for the New York Giants. The next season, the Giants were moving to San Francisco.

We expected all 54,555 seats in the old Polo Grounds on Coogan's Bluff in the Bronx, just across the ravine from Yankee Stadium, to be filled. Instead, the stands seemed virtually empty. It seemed that Giants fans were angry about the move to San Francisco, and also, the Giants were mired in sixth place. (We later learned the attendance was only about 11,000 fans.)

But there was an advantage to the poor turnout. My dad was able to take me to the empty seats right behind the Giants' dugout, near the rail to the field. None of the ushers seemed to mind. So close to Willie!


...it's not a real close encounter until your hero call you a homo.

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Posted by Orrin Judd at December 15, 2008 8:42 AM
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