Small world man! Some of my classmates and I made the front page of the Inquirer and the Evening Bulletin with our plans to try to save Connie Mack from being torn down. It didn't work. I saw my first major league game there with my Grandfather. I still have one of those little bats they used to give out on Bat Day. What were they thinking?!?! A stadium full of Philadelphians, a losing team, unlimited beer, and they hand everybody a bat?!?!? Ah, the good old days.
The game you saw never concluded, as I remember, because the stadium was being systematically disassembled by the rioting fans.
