Farewell to our field of dreams
In the stands in the Bronx on Sunday night, one man held a sign that read, ?I want to thank the Good Lord for making me a Yankee fan.? It was a sentiment that was probably in the heart of every person who has ever worn a navy blue baseball hat with the interlocking ?NY.? As I watched the final outs of the last ever game at Yankee Stadium (barring a miraculous intervention by the baseball gods and Bill Buckner?s return to active status), the realization that my future tickets will be for a seat north of 161st Street began to sink in.