Archives for June, 2008
The Magic of Wrigley Field
We went to a Cubs game last night. I am not what one might call a “baseball fan” … but I was loving the sport last night, and I feel fortunate to have had the chance to go to Wrigley and see the Cubs play. (And win!)
Even for someone who knows very little about baseball, being at Wrigley field felt magical. It is an intensely intimate setting, and the entire experience was unlike any of the Mariners’ games I have attended. From the ivy on the outfield wall to the old-fashioned manual scoreboard to the rooftop seats *outside* of the stadium … to the fans throwing the Braves’ homerun ball back onto the field, Wrigley felt like a special place. The stadium is small enough to see the game from anywhere in the stands … and I did not have to stand in line 10 minutes to get a hot dog. (And there are no lines for beer - the mobile vendors keep a good job of keeping it flowing steadily throughout the stadium.)
At the end of the game, it was not a sea of people making a mad rush for the doors - most people stood calmly in front of their seats, singing the entire song, “Go Cubs Go.” I was really impressed with the ovation the fans gave their team.
Chicago obviously loves their Cubbies.
Seeing Chicago
I and three of my colleagues arrived at the Chicago-O’Hare airport earlier this week. We are staying a little under 20 miles west of Chicago, in what feels like a very suburban small town. We are surrounded by car dealerships, and we working less than two miles from the hotel, in an industrial area (of which there seem to be many around Chicago).
This morning I happened to be standing by the door of my hotel room when I looked across the room, out the window, and realized I could see the Chicago skyline. Since it was my third morning here, I felt a little remiss for not having noticed it before … but it was a beautiful sight nonetheless.
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