A Small Piece of History
October 24, 2012 – Now that the Yankees have played their final postseason game in 2012, the entries on this blog will provide the back-stories to the features, articles and Q&A pieces that I will be writing for Yankees publications. As I’ve done in the past, I will also be writing about the many experiences that that I am afforded as the director of publications for the New York Yankees.
At this time, I am working with my staff to plan out eight big issues of Yankees Magazine for 2013 along with the 2013 New York Yankees Official Yearbook, the 2013 New York Yankees Official Spring Training Program and the 2012 New Era Pinstripe Bowl Official Game Program. I am also in the process of setting up several interviews while figuring out which feature stories I will be writing.
Before I preview any 2013 content, I will share an experience that I had in Detroit during the ALCS.
A few hours before Game 3, I went to Nemo’s in downtown Detroit for lunch. Sports Illustrated rated the famous hamburger spot, which opened its doors in 1965, the third-best sports bar in America in 2005. The burgers were as good as advertised, and the mahogany bars and old newspaper covers that adored the wooden walls made for an old-school atmosphere that brought me back in time.
After lunch, I walked across the street to the corner of Trumbull Street and Michigan Avenue, where Tiger Stadium stood from 1912 through the time it was demolished in 2007. Today, the site in which the storied ballpark lived, consists of a baseball diamond and a large overgrown field.
Since I never got the chance to watch a game at Tiger Stadium, I was excited to get a glimpse of where it once stood.
To my surprise, a section of the Tiger Stadium’s main gate is still in place. The gate is made of a concrete pillars and an iron fence. As I peered through the gate onto the field, it dawned on me that I actually was looking at an actual piece of the original Tiger Stadium.
Before I left the site, I noticed that one of the concrete pillars was slowly breaking into apart, and so I grabbed a small (one inch by one inch) piece of concrete and placed it in my jacket pocket.
My chunk of Tiger Stadium might not be the most impressive piece of memorabilia that was ever taken from the old ballpark but I feel lucky to have something that came from one of the longest-standing sporting venues in American history.
–Alfred Santasiere III