You Don't Know What You've Got Till It's Gone

The crew here at NTP donned our jerseys and caps Sunday for one last trip to RFK, our beloved dump of a stadium. What can we say about this monument to 1960's architecture and utility that hasn't already been said. Depending on your point of view it's either a gracefully curved monument to Washington's sports history or an unsightly toilet bowl begging to be torn down. I fall firmly into the former category. I personally love the sense of history and former grandeur the place conjures up. This will always be the place were I finally got my own baseball team to root for. Here are some of my personal favorite RFK memories:

• Almost freezing to death during that first exhibition game in April of 2005.


• Being on the field during the 45-0 Monday Night Football drubbing of the Detroit Lions to open the 1991 NFL season.


• Playing hooky to catch a day game with my Dad.


• Sitting in the stands with Dave and Nate just enjoying the game.

The guys here at NTP bid a fond farewell to RFK. In the immortal words of the great Bob Hope, "Thanks for the Memories".