I can't remember where I was the day the Vet came down. All I can recall is that I was out of town and therefore unable to make it down to South Philly to watch the 700 level meet its end. Maybe I was a little disappointed for missing out on the destruction of Veterans Stadium in person, though to be honest, probably not.
It was ten years ago today that Mayor John Street and the Phillie Phanatic blew Veterans Stadium to the ground. Now we've got Citizens Bank Park and the Linc across the street.
Sure, there's probably a small part of all of us that miss the place. Not for the sightlines or amenities, but for the memories. A lot of us probably saw our first sporting event there, probably taken along to a game with your dad and an uncle, being wowed at the size of the place and the excitement inside it. And then remember being annoyed for having to walk up so many damn ramps.
Pretty sure the Vet is where I learned what stale beer and drunk people smelled like.
I even played quarterback for a CYO game in the seventh grade at the Vet. There was a great photo of me alone on the turf from like 100 yards away. I don't know if that still exists.
I remember the first time I saw a fight between an Eagles fan and a Redskins fan and the one guy was so fat that his pants fell down while he was fighting. My dad made fun of him, if I remember correctly. I remember sitting up in the 700 level for Phillies games as my friend Jimmy's dad worked as an usher. Freebies all day. I remember Barry Sanders getting tore up in the playoffs and I remember the final Birds playoff push at the Vet. I remember seeing the Rolling Stones there. I remember a lot.
The Vet is gone. I can't say I miss it all that much. We've still got the memories.
And I'm happy The 700 Level lives on.