I remember going to my very first baseball game. It was the summer of 1984, and Detroit was well on their way to winning the World Series!
It may have been 32 years since my dad first took me to Tiger Stadium, but I remember it like it was yesterday. The smell of hot dog water, urine, and beer, combined with the thrill of peeing in a trough and seeing a game in high-definition before it was a thing was overwhelming!
Tiger Stadium may be a thing of the past, but Comerica Park offers the same magic to first-timers! My good friend, Andre Peters, recently asked if my oldest son, Ben, had ever been to a Tigers game. When I said no, his face lit up. Here’s what happened next!