Paul: (after a pause) We didn't get to shake hands very much.
Minny: True, true.
(Sound of cold wind blowing.)
Paul: Really I think I'd rather forget the whole thing.
Minny: Sure, but we've got a lot of time to kill before the next game.
Paul: I know. But what do you want me to say?
Minny: Let's do what we did last year. You remember, going over the season game by game, retelling all the stories, remembering all the highlights while soaking in anticipation for the new season. That was so great.
Paul: I suppose we can try.
(Sound of lonely LRT whistle, then a long silence.)
Paul: Um, this is still a great place to see a game.
Minny: Really? That's all you got?
Paul: Give me a minute.
(Sound of jet flying high overhead, then quiet.)
Paul: Baseball is still a beautiful game.
Minny: Great. We're in cliche-land now.
Paul: Wait 'till next year?
Minny: You've got to be kidding.
(Sound of hoses cleaning the empty concourses.)
Minny: Paul, you still love the game, right?
Paul: Of course.
Minny: Me too. But sometimes I wonder why.
Paul: Look, you love it for the same reason I do -- because it's an art: you know, an apparently pointless affair, undertaken by people with a special aptitude, which sidesteps attempts to paraphrase its value yet somehow seems to communicate something true or even crucial about the Human Condition. The Human Condition being, basically, that we're alive and have access to beauty, can even erratically create it, but will someday be dead and will not.
Minny: That's beautiful, Paul. Did you just think that up?
Paul: Naw, I heard a couple of guys down in those seats right there talking about some new baseball novel. "The Art of Fielding." Chad Harbach. It's from that.
Paul: Kinda sums it up, though.
Minny: I suppose.
(Sound of a single golden leaf falling gently onto the warning track after wafting in on another cool breeze.)
Paul: Gonna be a long winter.
Paul: (after a pause) Are you going to let go of my hand?
Paul: Oh, OK then.
Minny: (after a pause) One more time? To Harmon?
Paul: To Harmon.
(There is no sound. And no one is there to see neon hands shake one more time.)
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"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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Detail of view to the northeast (Source: LP)
This concourse, the uppermost, was built on top of the now-hidden old concourse during the 70s renovation.
A scene repeated about a BILLION times each game
Click to enlarge.
I didn't check the menu too closely, but it looks like all the standard fare is available, and not much of the non-standard stuff.
Larry DiVito, mowing
A skyway-level view down Seventh Street.
Photo by Jeff Ewer (Click to enlarge.)
Brick work just inside the opening matches the color of the limestone - per Jerry Bell's requirements.
In the foreground you can see the supports for the plaza as it will meet the corner of North Seventh Street and Third Avenue North.
Notice that the wooden-backed club seats are now covered by a green tarp for protection from the elements.
Secret entrance exposed!
The Metropolitan Club (click to enlarge)
The plaza as viewed from across the park. The right field overhang section will be built just in from where the plaza supports are.
I believe that the truck is parked in one of the curb cutouts which are being installed to facilitate ticket sales and traffic calming.
Trampled, repaired, and re-trampled grass
This was actually taken from the top floor of the International Market Square.
Construction of the stands is moving from left to right in this image.
The Northstar stop has a name.
Here's where the plaza will empty out around that skyway emergency exit tower at the corner of Second Avenue and Seventh Street.
The visitor's clubhouse at Target Field. (Photo by Javen Swanson)
This is the trapezoid (for lack of a better name) in right center. Be sure to notice section of seats just below the pavilion and above the fence (which I hadn't noticed before). For those who are interested, what looks like an old-style scoreboard is in fact a high-def video board which will look, at times, like an old-fashioned scoreboard.
Center field seating
Section 101, Row 27
Replays on the out-of-town scoreboard!
Click to see the whole, beautiful image. (Photo by Tyler Wycoff)