I have a friend named Rob who is quite possibly the biggest sports fan that I know.
This weekend, while so many were sobbing in their suds watching the final regular-season home played at old Yankee Stadium, Rob was pondering a few facts and hitting send on his e-mail.
He pointed out how today's "House that Ruth Built barely resembles the place where the Babe or Lou Gehrig actually played."
Yes, lost in the palpable drama of it all, the grossly inflated ticket prices and pressure for fans to get there before it's gone, are the facts behind the modern-era edition of Yankee Stadium. It is, quite frankly, a mere shadow of what it was when legends graced the grass.
Yes -- the field is in large part intact but much of that stadium did not exist, as it does now, back in those glory days. As Rob pointed out in his e-mail, "they had a two-year renovation of the place in the '70s and tore down a lot of it so it's a different stadium to me."
For me, the hallowed ground of Yankee Stadium is super special because of my experiences there.
Yankee Stadium was the first ballpark where I ever walked up to a ticket window and said, "give me your best single," a big moment for this sports fan.
There is something powerful about that statement and I highly recommend everyone try it.
Go to a great ball-park solo and take it all in.
Years later, as a sports broadcaster, I would walk along the coloured line that leads from the media entrance of Yankee Stadium to the visitors' clubhouse and, I won't lie, it was a goosebump moment, renovations or no renovations.
So Rob, you are right .. it's not "that" Yankee Stadium that is being torn down ... it is my Yankee Stadium.