Back from my trip up the Eastern Seaboard, which included my first visit to Camden Yards, now 25 years old. It doesn’t look a day over 10.
You could say the same about Turner Field, but the similarities end there. I attended Friday night’s game vs. the Yankees, which, if not a sellout, was close. Yet I waited in no lines because the park was fully staffed. Vendors routinely made their way through the stands, even in the Upper Deck. That rarely happens at The Ted.
One thing Turner Field has that Baltimore doesn’t: Manufactured noise and an over-abundance of distractions. No carnival barker screaming at you between innings. No Kiss Cam. No Barbie Dolls tossing T-shirts into the crowd.
And the only country crap pop rock I heard accompanied Orioles catcher Caleb Joseph to the plate. They actually played The Smiths between innings.
On the downside, the hot dogs sucked. Otherwise, it was nice to go to a ballgame not masquerading as a Monster Truck jam or Rascal Flatts concert (which probably explains why I saw a good number of African-Americans in the crowd).
I should probably stop there, considering what’s been going on with a certain other Atlanta pro sports franchise.