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You couldn't have been more than 3yo. How could you remember that?

No, I was nine. It was one of my most indelible childhood memories b/c people really were tearing the place down as the game went on and that was shocking to me because my parents NEVER took us to anything that was remotely dangerous. They just had no clue this time. Dad got the tickets for free probably and they figured why not go? I have a very clear memory of my mom saying to my dad during the game, "John, maybe we should go home. They're pulling up seats." And dad was like, it's only the fifth inning. So we stayed a few more innings. I'm sure we left early though b/c it did get nuts. What I'm fuzzy on is whether the giveaway was one of those thin vinyl 45 rpm records with Yankee memories on it - Lou Gherig, Babe Ruth. I remember listening to that on my plug and play after getting home from the park, but I can't be sure it was from that game. Anyway, it was fun. The 70s were the last time stuff happened for real - you could experience events w/o them being marketed to death by whatever corporation owned them.

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