I loved Dodger Stadium so much, I ate it at my wedding.

I remember when the ushers wore straw boater hats. I was there the night Ramon threw a no-hitter! I got crushed at the player parking lot fence trying to score a Mondesi autograph. There used to be a bar and cafeteria on the Club Level, I’d get ice there for our Gin & Tonics. We ate Cool-A-Coos in Right Field during day games. We watched Mike Piazza blow bubbles back to the dugout after hitting into a ground out. We yelled Rauuuuuuuuuuuuuul! As Mondi would fiddle with his gloves while stepping into the batter’s box. Ross Porter would say “fur ball.” Tim Wallach blew out his knee on the tarp at Third Base. Brett Butler landed on his cancer in center field, while Tony Gwynn scores an inside the park home run. We saw Mike Piazza hit a ball OUT of the stadium. We stayed for an entire 18 inning game against the Braves, of which nine innings were no-hit baseball. Mike Brito was behind the plate in a white hat. At the Top Of The Park, Mr. Gomez would announce your exit from the elevator: “ATM on the left, gift shop is on the right.” You had to smoke BEHIND the blue line. We used the Scott Avenue entrance. Giant Games were epic, and Padre games sucked. We yelled “Fabio!” at Eric Karros. I was a Think Blue Week - Winner and ate lunch with Tommy Lasorda. We survived Nomo-mania. We actually wanted to see Chan Ho Park serve up TWO grand slams to Fernando Tatis in one inning! I was at the game, the day after they (Fox) traded Mike Piazza. I hated Shawn Green, for being the player that replaced Mondi. I watched it all fall apart when Kevin Malone signed Kevin Brown for $107 Million Fucking Dollars. I gave up on the whole Dodgers obsession when I put Fenway Park on the Top Shelf  while moving Dodger Stadium to the second shelf in Cooperstown West, and that was in the Spring of 2004. I think you know what happened that year.