THE MAGIC OF FENWAY PARK
Whether you are a Red Sox fan or a Yankee fan, or any fan
that enjoys the game of baseball with its rich history, you have to take note
of the oldest ballpark in the majors, Fenway.
Base Ball as it was once known in writing it, is filled with
great history, drama and legends that keep the game alive. But the ballparks
had a great deal to do with it. The old places like Fenway and Wrigley Field
are relics, monuments and treasures of the game. If you ever get a chance to go
to one of these parks, you will step into history, be at the 1912 World Series
in a way, and if you concentrate, you can hear the echo of the roar of the
crowds that filled these places so long ago.
This year Fenway celebrates 100 years of existence, the
Boston Red Sox having played their first game in 1912 at Fenway, beating the New
York Yankees, then the New York Highlanders, 7-6.
I had the pleasure to attend a Yankee/Red Sox game a few
years ago, and I remember with clarity the feeling I had of baseball history.
As I looked out onto the infield, I couldn’t help but think about the fact that
on these very base paths roamed such greats as Williams, DiMaggio and Ruth,
that the game was almost the same in 1912 as it is in 2012.
Fenway has a personality that only an old time baseball fan
like myself can appreciate, having attended games at Ebbets Field, the Polo
Grounds and the original Yankee Stadium. The construction of the park, the
uniqueness of the playing field, the fences, dugouts and walls all were are
equalized by the 90 feet between the bases and the 60 feet 6 inches from the pitcher’s
mound to home plate.
Some music and short stories have germinated from the core
of the game, the wonderful choreography, the ballet we hear so much about, the
beauty that the game is a matter of inches, and that the worst team in baseball
can win 42 games and beat every team at least once!
Fenway Park is a teacher, if you listen carefully to the
fans that populate it or any ballpark that has a history. The fans remember how
to play the game, and if you don’t play well, then the fans will tell you
straight out.
But most importantly: Fenway is the reason, the reason why
baseball is so popular, the reason why teams were structured like they were to
accommodate the ballpark, the reason why baseball and its history is so
interesting.
My hope is that when the time comes to leave Fenway, that
the city will declare it a city monument, the Federal government will declare
it a national historical landmark to be preserved as an example of Americana,
and what we were all these years.
Take Me Out
to the Ball Game
Original 1908 Cover
(Click for Larger Version)
(Click for Larger Version)
1908 Version
Author: Jack Norworth
Composer: Albert Von Tilzer
Published on: 1908, 1927
Published by: York Music Compan
Composer: Albert Von Tilzer
Published on: 1908, 1927
Published by: York Music Compan
Katie Casey was base ball
mad.
Had the fever and had it bad;
Just to root for the home town crew,
Ev'ry sou Katie blew.
On a Saturday, her young beau
Called to see if she'd like to go,
To see a show but Miss Kate said,
"No, I'll tell you what you can do."
Had the fever and had it bad;
Just to root for the home town crew,
Ev'ry sou Katie blew.
On a Saturday, her young beau
Called to see if she'd like to go,
To see a show but Miss Kate said,
"No, I'll tell you what you can do."
"Take me out to the
ball game,
Take me out with the crowd.
Buy me some peanuts and cracker jack,
I don't care if I never get back,
Let me root, root, root for the home team,
If they don't win it's a shame.
For it's one, two, three strikes, you're out,
At the old ball game."
Take me out with the crowd.
Buy me some peanuts and cracker jack,
I don't care if I never get back,
Let me root, root, root for the home team,
If they don't win it's a shame.
For it's one, two, three strikes, you're out,
At the old ball game."
Katie Casey saw all the
games,
Knew the players by their first names;
Told the umpire he was wrong,
All along good and strong.
When the score was just two to two,
Katie Casey knew what to do,
Just to cheer up the boys she knew,
She made the gang sing this song:
Knew the players by their first names;
Told the umpire he was wrong,
All along good and strong.
When the score was just two to two,
Katie Casey knew what to do,
Just to cheer up the boys she knew,
She made the gang sing this song:
"Take me out to the
ball game,
Take me out with the crowd.
Buy me some peanuts and cracker jack,
I don't care if I never get back,
Let me root, root, root for the home team,
If they don't win it's a shame.
For it's one, two, three strikes, you're out,
At the old ball game."
Take me out with the crowd.
Buy me some peanuts and cracker jack,
I don't care if I never get back,
Let me root, root, root for the home team,
If they don't win it's a shame.
For it's one, two, three strikes, you're out,
At the old ball game."
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