Be advised, ladies: once I show you my Derek Jeter rookie card, foreplay has officially begun.
And with the Yankees in San Diego over the weekend, I couldn’t pass up incredible seats behind the dugout. It was my first time at Petco Park, and it’s a gorgeous, unique stadium. Thoughts:
Bigger accomplishment: winning the Cy Young Award, or downing the enormous frank named after the winner. The Randy Jones half-pound hot dog.
Couple cool things here: 1) Exclusive seats right on top of the visiting bullpen. 2) The brick building in the upper right – the Showley Brothers Candy Factory – had to be picked up and moved 280 feet to make way for the ballpark.
A sandbox with a view. The tyke on the right wasn’t playing well with others, so dad yanked him out of there.
Not exactly a baseball tradition, but it should be: pet adoptions at the stadium.
An anomaly that blows my mind, because I grew up in rain-soaked New York: the organist, and his organ, are outside. Non-related: the Western Metal Supply Co. is a historical landmark, so architects had to start with it and design the park outward. Love that the yellow stripe along the front corner serves as a foul pole.
Actually, it’s a one-bedroom. But living in an apartment is one of the many sacrifices I make while I happily pursue my dream. And I love the pursuit. I love the people, the challenges, the city of Los Angeles, and, most of all, the feeling that makes my heart quicken every time I get to do the thing that I love: acting.
My name is Matt Shevin. You can reach me at: firstname.lastname@example.org