Took a little journey to Citizens Bank Park in Philly this past Tuesday evening. Don't be dismayed. This isn't what I was looking at for 9 innings. We had some great seats in a wonderful National League ballpark. I walked down a few steps to capture this unique piece of every stadium: the foul pole. This one is in right field. From here the wondrous green carpet and all the sights, smells and sounds could be taken in. Now, when your 'hometown team' spends its summer days toiling in a ballpark that was built in 1912, you become envious of fans that enjoy this beautiful diamond in Philadelphia, as well as fields in Baltimore and even Toronto. I've been in these three, and they all have accoutrements that that make me envy the fans that get to walk through their gates 81 times a season. Don't get me wrong, I truly love the old ballpark at Kenmore Square in Boston, but even for me 'The Green Monster', 'The Triangle' and 'Pesky's Pole' are no longer the drawing card that they once were. I say turn it into a museum; it's already a shrine. Then build one of these beauties right along side. I can dream! And that ain't foul!