“I remember going to Connie Mack as a kid, sitting high up in the old wooden grandstand, listening to By Saam on a transistor radio. My older brother always gave the kids outside the stadium a couple bucks to “watch” his car. I remember Richie Allen hitting Ballantine blasts over the Coca Cola sign, and Johnny Callison gunning down runners at third from the right field corner. That stadium was a dump in the heart of the ghetto, but it was a palace to a ten year old who lived and died with the Phils!”
That is such a cool baseball memory.
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Almost 50 years later I am still a diehard Phils fan!