Spent some time wandering around trying to get some interesting pictures of the ballpark this afternoon. Gotta say, it wasn't much fun. Feels a little bit like the project is keeping its biggest fans at arm's length right now.
I heard in the comments that FSN is running "new ballpark moments" of some sort during commercial breaks. This is a great move -- for fans with cable. If anybody wants to capture and upload these, let me know and I'll embed or at least link. (I'll try to grab any that I see on Sunday's FOX29 broadcast.) Might be something to make available on the team's official ballpark web site, wouldn't you agree?
I also spent a bit of time today following some anonymous leads I've received to recent photo collections from inside the ballpark. Yes, people are still taking pictures in there (I'm really not sure who or how or when), and you know that I would love to link to these and/or grab some of the shots to show here. But I'm worried that it could lead to the Twins going all RIAA on everybody. (What happened to Josh's Facebook page was Not Cool.) Keep those links coming (rick at you-know-the-drill dot com)!
(Repeat after me a thousand times: Let it go...just...let it go... Breathe deeply. Inhale, exhale.)
Here's a link dump (stuff I've been gathering up which may be of some interest but doesn't fall into any specific category):
It's a great article, but I disagree with some of his conclusions. First, there may not be any cheap seats available unless the Twins suck on the field (which they probably won't). Second, some of the sections he mentions have serious obstruction problems which I have been mapping. (Saying that "there won't be a bad seat at Target Field" is not exactly true.) More on this to come.
This is interesting because very similar changes can be seen between the Target Field fences and the Metrodome. Areas which are rounded in the Dome will become straight fences out at the old railyard, and that will result (when you look at it on a diagram) in a few places where there will be less outfield territory by up to, maybe, 8 feet -- something which isn't obvious when you just look at the published dimensions. Band box? Oh, yeah.
If you build it, they will come -- by train. 40% of fans arriving by train? That's what the Twins are projecting into the future. That could lead to some serious congestion problems. I love trains, but you gotta have the infrastructure. Nice that people are actually thinking about this.
Do we have to worry about birds at Target Field? Maybe, if the web cam image from the other day (a falcon hovering over Target Center) is any indication. And what about mosquitoes? The river isn't that far away...
Finally, here's a shot of D'Amico Cucina (which is closing later this summer). Might make a nice party deck, eh?
A True Story
Earlier this week I bought a tub of Market Pantry Chocolate Chip Dipper Cookies at Target. This is not something I would normally buy, but I was looking for something my parents could snack on while watching the kids so Vic and I could go out for our anniversary.
After one bite, I knew there was a problem: coconut! Not just coconut flavoring, mind you, but coconut chunks -- the kind that get in your teeth and stay there for a couple of hours. I hate coconut.
I checked the label. It just said "Chocolate Chip" with no mention of coconut. But there it was in the ingredient list, plain as day. I knew I wasn't imagining it.
Next to the ingredient list was a toll free number. At the time I was just watching my kids play together, so I dialed the number, more out of curiosity and boredom than anger, though there was something else driving me that I wouldn't realize until the end of the call.
I got a very chipper customer relations agent who was appropriately apologetic and offered to send me a coupon to make up for the trouble. I told her that I mostly wanted to make sure that the product manager for these cookies knew that this product should probably be labeled differently, and that some customers (who hate coconut like me -- there are lots of us) were going to be disappointed when they buy these. Most of the disappointed won't say a word -- and they won't buy again, though no one will know why.
She thanked me, assured me that their system was set up to get such comments to the correct person, and insisted on sending me the coupons.
So, why would I do something like that? Why would I spend 10 minutes on the phone with a big corporation that clearly doesn't need my help? I literally had to ask myself that question.
Well, it may seem weird, but the answer is that if I were that product manager, I would want to know this kind of information. I would want to know if even a single customer was disappointed by my decision-making. I might not do anything differently, but then again, I might.
And it occurred to me that if I ran a company that was doing something (intentionally, incidentally or accidentally) that pissed off any of its customers -- even if it's only the minority who hate coconut (who will, according to research, tell an average of seven other people about their negative experience) -- I would want to know. I would want someone to tell me. I might not do anything differently, but not knowing would be worse.
Let's close with a little kum ba yah moment, courtesy this weekend's opponents:
Ah, I feel better now.
This page was last modified on July 16, 2010.
"You talk about the magic, the aura, but what really makes a stadium is the fans. Concrete doesn't talk back to you. Chairs don't talk back to you. It's the people who are there, day in, day out, that makes the place magic."
– Bernie Williams
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Who Owns What (Click for larger version. Source: Ballpark Authority)
Loading docks to the right, VIP entrances to the left.
The closed concession stand.
Final pieces arrive
Don Swanson, left, in-coming commander of the Richfield American Legion, and Joe Kennedy, right, out-going commander, are pictured with the Legion's new flag pole, which once stood at old Metropolitan Stadium. (Click to enlarge.)
Hops! (conceptual only)
View level as seen through the Seventh Street circulation ramp
This is as close as I could get to a pedestrian-eye view of Seventh Street (looking west away from downtown). It's inviting, not imposing, and remarkably dignified.
A sharp-eyed reader caught me trying to make the best of a bad situation with my SP-570UZ on Sunday afternoon
Door to the visitor's clubhouse.
This is a slightly blurry view of the pavilion in center. It has a quirky shape, but one which is completely consistent with the overall ballpark design. Nice work there. You can also get a glimpse of the greenery which will rise above the fences.
Detail of view to the northeast (Source: LP)
The main concourse is a very busy place at all times.
Rich Pogin (left) and Bruce Lambrecht (Source: Skyway News)
(Click to enlarge.)
The view through a construction "knothole".
Concrete molds are being removed!
Comerica Park main entrance: Tigers, bats, and much (maybe too much) more (Source: LP)
Larry DiVito, mowing
From an earlier visit: Don't bother with those escalators either. They were also roped off. And how about a bench? Or a planter? Or even a trash can? That woman is doing the only thing she can: leaning up against a post to do her texting.
Ballpark elevation viewed from the promenade (HERC plant) side. (Click to enlarge.)
New Concept Drawing - No Roof
At left, across the tracks by that pile of dirt is where the Northstar commuter train platform will be built, and where Twins fans will apparently NOT be able to get a train after night games. (For reference, that's the Fifth Street bridge, with the ballpark site just beyond it. The east corner of Ford Centre is just visible at the right edge of the picture.)
JohnW provides this shot of a construction barricade on First Avenue
The plate marker is just to the left.
Sunday afternoon, WFTC-HD 720P
This view, through a B ramp window, won't last forever.
Items promoting the Twins 2014 All-Star Game bid. I got to bring one of these buckets home, and Noah got his first-ever taste of Cracker Jacks.