Joe Posnanski writes on the stadium that won’t die:
But it’s probably fair to say that no park in a half century has been quite as despised as the Hubert H. Humphrey Metrodome. I suspect the Metrodome itself would consider that a point of honor. Even people who love it, hate it. Well, how else can you feel about playing baseball in a football stadium with plastic grass, a baseball-colored roof, an echo and a giant glad trash bags just beyond the fence? How else can you feel about going to the ballpark on a beautiful July day in Minneapolis — there aren’t many seasons in America as beautiful as Minnesota summers — and then finding yourself watching something resembling baseball in this dank building with all the romance of a bank vault. It’s like playing Monopoly in your friends basement when it’s 70 degrees and sunny outside.
I attended a game there in the summer of 1983. It was sterile. The place was empty, and the whole park was plastic. It was by far the worst park I’ve ever seen. The only good thing about that game was that I got to see Rickey Henderson play for the first time. This is one park that will not be missed.
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October 6th, 2009 @ 10:49 am
The stadium saw a great World Series in 1991, so it has some things going for it.
October 6th, 2009 @ 11:04 am
I haven’t been to the Metrodome, but I have been to the Kingdome. I suspect the latter beats the former for worst park. It’s like playing in a warehouse. Though I did get to see Junior & The Unit play.
October 6th, 2009 @ 2:05 pm
I saw baseball games in both. Kingdome was dead, Metrodome was alive, the noise level could be amazing. But for sheer ugliness, the Metrodome has everything beat, except maybe Candlestick in the years when they had artificial turf.
October 6th, 2009 @ 6:32 pm
“This is one park that will not be missed.” Until it snows.