Most of the time work can force you to do unpleasant things. Sometimes work can force you to do awesome things. And so I found myself directed to Wrigley Field for some work team building thing while on travel to my remote location.
I’ve only ever been to one ballpark and that’s my home team. Wrigley was number two. I had no skin in the game but my remote colleagues from Chicago were mostly Cubs fan.
The Reds beat the Cubs though which bummed them immensely. Though the Cubs won the division again this year, so we’ll see if they can mount a repeat. I don’t think so, but we shall see.
Wrigley is an interesting place. It’s kind of a dump, but I love that about it. It’s a wonderful place that it’s still in the old neighborhood and isn’t a super faceless corporate behemoth of a stadium. I hope they never replace it.
But, the Toyota logo is on the classic Wrigley sign. And there’s construction across the street from the stadium that will likely house luxury apartments and such. So not even Wrigley can escape the Giant Octopus.
Still, it was a good time, and there’s so much history in the stadium you can feel it. Oh man, think of the near one hundred years of games in that stadium. Entire generations of fans. All without a pennant. Now they have one again. Will they have two, we shall see.
Update:
I realized after writing this, the folly of one of my above rants against the Giant Octopus. For you see, Wrigley’s name in itself is the tool of said Giant Octopus. Wrigley bought the name rights to the stadium long before this was even a common sports thing. The field itself was wrapped up in corporate sponsorship almost from the beginning.
However, we, and I mean I too, don’t tend to think of it this way. Wrigley is just called Wrigley and we don’t tend to think of the connection to the chewing gum. It’s weird like that. If you walked up to me and said “Wrigley” I’d automatically assume you meant the ball field and not the gum.
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