Big outdoor game at Dodger Stadium tonight between the Kings and Ducks and I know, I’m terrible person. What else could I be when deep down inside me I hope someday the ice melts at one of these outdoor games.
It’s goes against all the raving about how great these spectacles are. I don’t why I’m like this. I deserve to be pricked with a Polo Lounge swizzle stick.
Somehow they can make and maintain NHL ice in 70 degree weather. Some rinks, like the Bell Centre, don’t have room on the bench for the backup goalie. But they can make ice at Dodger Stadium.
It took awhile, 50 years in fact, but I finally saw a ball game at Dodger Stadium two summers ago, in 2012. Talk about crossing something off the bucket list.
When I was a kid I thought Los Angeles was just one big ‘Leave It To Beaver’ set, with peaceful, crime-free and clean streets, where bikini-clad Annette Funicello-types danced around bongo-playing surfers on nearby beaches, and where everybody’s houses were nicer than my house.
It took me a few years but I found out I was slightly off on all this.
But I always knew, without question, that the ballpark was the real deal.
I originally wanted to go to Dodger Stadium mostly, I think, because there were palm trees in the background, behind the outfield bleachers. And I guess the fact that the team had Sandy Koufax and Don Drysdale back then, along with speedy Maury Wills, big 6’7″ Frank Howard at first base, and kindly old Walter Alston calling the shots. That was then, but long after these guys had called it quits, the place still held huge mystique for me. And I finally went.
Dodger Stadium is a real big-league ballpark, a beautiful place to see a game, unlike that cavernous echo chamber in Montreal named Olympic Stadium. Maybe if Montreal had the stadium L.A. has, the Expos might still be there.
On the night we were at the place, which is also called Chavez Ravine, the Dodgers were trying to catch the Cardinals for a NL wild-card spot, but the Cards disappointed most of the 43,309 fans by squeaking out a 2-1 win and making things very difficult for the Dodger’s postseason hopes. But being given nice fleece Dodgers blankets on our way in softened the blow, and the seats, somewhat.