Touring a Baseball Cathedral
The 2005 baseball postseason is set: Of most interest to this New York fan, the Yankees are headed out West to play the Angels. (If the rumors are true, some NY baseball greats might be joining the Los Angeles Angels at Anaheim next season; if true, I tip my baseball cap to the Mets' Mike Piazza, All-Star catcher.)
In the meanwhile, it is very difficult to predict what will happen in a short series. With Derek Jeter bruising his knee yesterday, and some of the other regulars not in the best of shape, the Yanks still move forward in their quest for an unprecedented 27th World Series Championship.
As a diehard Yankee fan, I genuinely celebrate all the great victories that the Yankees have had. Younger fans have been somewhat spoiled in the Joe Torre era, in terms of postseason play. Ironically, I have seen more "downs" than "ups" for my team—that's what happens when you're born in 1960, instead of, say, 1940. I remember the long drought between 1965 and 1976 ('76 is the year the Yanks were swept four straight by the Cincinnati Reds in the World Series). I didn't experience the true euphoria of a World Series victory until 1977-78, and then had to deal with the even longer drought of the 1980s and early 90s. (The Yanks lost the Series in 1981, and couldn't get near another World Series competition for another 15 years.)
Today, as Yankee fans look forward to another trophy, I want to take time out to look backward—to the Summer of '05. I could have easily titled this essay, "What I Did On My Summer Vacation" but it centers instead on my love of the New York Yankees and a memorable summer tour of Yankee Stadium, an iconic baseball cathedral. You can read the full photo essay here: