Yankee Stadium - The Final Season

I finally made my first '08 visit to Yankee Stadium Tuesday night. While the 7-6 loss to the Orioles was a dud, the Big Ballpark in Bronx sparkled as it always does. There is no more visually attractive backdrop for baseball. I have always loved how the setting bursts before you eyes as you enter the seating bowl. (Below) a widescan of the retired numbers in Monument Park. With the Stadium now in its final 25 games, everyone and I mean everyone brings a camera, so a walk through Monument Park is now a slow crawl as fans jockey for just the right angle to capture the slices of history that touch their lives.
From the first row of boxes in the upper deck, about an hour before the first pitch.
The sightlines, the architecture, the perfect green grass and the echoes of its past. Baseball just looks better here, even under the lights.
Despite its hulking size, the sightlines keep you close to the action and there's a limited amount of foul territory.

While this is not "the real" stadium, the original configuration that existed before 1973, the panorama is near-perfect.

With so much history having taken place in this cathedral of baseball, do you have a standout memory?
Mine include several Mantle and Maris home runs -- plus the anticipation that filled the time between their at-bats. I saw, in late 1965, what I believe was Roy White's first game in pinstripes -- a pinch hit single in an afternoon game the day before school began. I recall a Saturday afternoon game in the '90s when Orlando "El Duque" Hernandez, unable to pull a hot grounder he caught from his glove, tossed the glove -- with the ball snugly inside -- to 1st base to complete the out. And plenty of Old Timers Days.