Since it seems that it will be an eternity until our next show, I wanna get into my visit to Citi Field last friday night. Besides being sick like a dog, it was a chilly night that made beer a must, you know, to keep warm of course. The price of a beer in the 900 million dollar Ebbets Field/Polo Ground inspired stadium...wait for it.....$6.50 for a bud light. Incredible price for a draft beer, you want a class or sparkling chardonnay to go with you pepperoni slice and cheese fries: $9.00.
Who is paying these absurd prices, certainly not my crew that rolled to citi field, for three dudes we got 2 slices of pizza, a chicken roll (which lacked a decent amount of marinara sauce,) 2 buds and sierra mist. Total price: $39.50. Now I know what your thinking, "Moose that sounds decent for 3 people," well shill you would be wrong because i was hungry as hell but I was not trying to give Freddie Coupon anymore of my money. I would have loved to do it up big at Citi Field but let me tell ya'll this "It wasn't a pay friday," so balling out of control was NOT an option.
Some of ya'll are waiting for my commentary about the look of the stadium, the rotunda, the feel of the park-screw that-the place is small and gimmicky. Take a carnival, fun house and a baseball park and put it all together and you have Citi Field. My crew and I rolled in through the Bull Pen Gate which is back by the area still occupied by junkyards. As you make your way through, you hear the crowd and you see TV's all over the place. Once you reach the walkway are you are engulfed by array of things to see and do. Wiffle Ball batting cages, dunk tanks, and concession stands galore are all the rage on the walkway. The wiffle ball thing was so out of place, if your enjoying a $6.00 hot dog about 150 feet from the cage, you can easily get plunked by a ball screaming off a 6 year olds' bat. I witnessed this feat three times within a 10 minute span, what a massive train wreck.
The seats were decent, I was in the 103 section which is by the foul pole in right field. The view was good but obstructed. I could not see into the right field corner or onto the wall, do you consider that obstructed, I certainly do. The Mets are spinning that an obstructed view is a view that completely blocked off, like a pole directly in front of your face. When a ball came into the right center field gap, I saw Austin kearns disappear and reappear within seconds due to my view being blocked. It was a train wreck trying to keep up with it but they must have known about this because there are Flat-screen TV's all over with the SNY feed in case you miss some action due to an obstructed view. I never saw the new jumbo screen, I only saw the expensive restaurant up in the left corner mezzanine through the reflection in the mirrors, and the field shops were what you thought they would be...EXPENSIVE.
Now on to the Rotunda, the infamous Jackie Robinson rotunda. Now since I had to enter through the bull pen gate, I didnt have the pleasure of entering the stadium through this area so I could take in the experience. Personally, it was a hell of a walk from the bull pen gate to the rotunda, the rotunda itself is beautiful but I didn't feel as though I was in the New York Mets home stadium. Showing respect for Jackie Robinson is cool and well deserved but where are the Met legends. No Seaver, Doc Gooden, Strawberry, Agee, Cleon Jones, Tug McGraw, Piazza, not one mention of Met History anywhere unless you count the old home run apple where shills were lining up to take a picture next to.
I'll have more to say the next episode of the Dogg Pound which airs May 17th at 9PM on WGBB 1240-AM. Holla at me with your feedback here or email me at doggpoundsports@yahoo.com
1 comment:
The only thing missing from CitiField is somewhere for kids to slide from the upper deck into a big vat of apples. The place reminds me of the crappy parking lot carnival that stops by a couple times a year- and unfortunately since I live close I have to look at it everyday. At least with Shea it felt like a baseball stadium, and the neon baseball players on the outside were cheesy but they somehow fit.
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