Monday, March 16, 2009
I was 8 years old when I saw my first major league baseball game. 1965 Giants vs. Cardinals at Candlestick Park in San Francisco. I don't remember too much of it, but I do have the program that has the pitching match-up as Juan Marichal against Bob Gibson, so it must have been a low scoring game. A vivid memory I do have from the game is Willie Mays hitting a pop fly that went unbelievably high and everyone gasped. After the game, we went down to the Cardinals dugout and I remember being shocked to see men with 5 o'clock shadows in uniform (instead of kids). It had been a kids' game for me up until then and I don't know why I was so amazed. I always liked Willie.