*until the next game at the Metrodome
My mom had the foresight to exchange some of the season tickets for Sunday’s “finale” at the Dome. Throughout the season it looked as though the game would be meaningful only to the extent that it would be the swan song for the teflon beast. The game, of course, ended up carrying a great deal more meaning.
The seats were in row 29 of Howard’s section, high enough that it was prudent to take care of all of the essentials before scaling the steps so as not to require multiple trips up and down the mountain of stairs. The view, filled mostly with vendors and people in line to get out after every half inning between occasional glimpses of the game, was another reminder why I really won’t miss this building.
Still, it seemed like an appropriate way to say “goodbye” to the Metrodome. A full house of homer-hanky waving, scoreboard watching excitement. It’s still hard to tell which was louder, the noise for Joe Mauer’s introduction (how he managed to draw two walks with all of those flash bulbs is an MVP feat in and of itself) or the reaction to Chicago’s two-run rally in the eighth inning of the game in Detroit (I still am not over the “lets go White Sox” chant in the Metrodome).
The game was everything you could ask for in a must-win situation for your rooting interest – full of homeruns and lack of just about any bit of tension (save the little hiccup that put the Royals within four late in the game). The only thing that could have made the afternoon better was a White Sox win (again, who am I) and an unscripted on-field celebration.
The program after the game was just about what was expected. There were a few surprises (namely that RD was introduced, and I heard no boos), but for the most part it was your standard collection of team legends. I can’t help but thinking that if there was no tomorrow for the home team (or the stadium), there might have been some more sentiment behind the ceremony, though that would have come at the price of less excitement surrounding today’s players.
It was telling that the “legend” who got the loudest applause during the ceremony was Joe Mauer, with perhaps Jason Kubel in at a close second. Despite how this day had been billed by the Twins, it wasn’t about the legends of Metrodome past, it was about the legends of the 2009 season. The boys of summer who, once again, have elbowed their way into autumn baseball.