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Posted by Rosemary Penna U'Ren on Sunday, October 23, 2005 at 20:41:57 :

This is lateóbut Iím not into competition anyway.
I just had to write about my favorite San Francisco place as a teenager, because no one else even mentioned it. Doesnít anyone remember the San Francisco Seals and Seals Stadium?

When I was a little girl we lived in the Mission. My father always spoke about Joe DiMaggio, and the Seals Baseball team. My father had played semi-pro ball in the City as a young man in the late 1920s, (wish I knew where) and being Italian, was a great fan of Joeís. I think Joe was one of my first words. However, we never went to any games at Seals Stadium. My father had a little store, and worked 6 and one half days a week.

Later when I was in high school, (we had moved to Marin by then) a couple of girls in my class, Shirley and Judy, told me they went over to Seals Stadium on Sundays to see the Seals home games. I managed to invite myself along, and for two years, 1953 and 1954, I joined them in the third base bleachers, right next to the dugout. We would all arrange to take the same Greyhound Bus from Marin, and get off at the bus station on Seventh Street in San Francisco. Then we went to Mission and got the Muni, got off at 15th or 16th and transfer, getting off at Bryant Street, and enter the Grey Lady, as we called the Stadium. Once in the Stadium, we would meet our friends Val and Mel, two girls from the City.

A few of the players I remember of that era were Leo Righetti, Al Lein, Jerry Zuvela, among others. We watched games with the Padres (San Diego), the Rainers (Seattle), the Angels, and of course our arch rivals, the Oakland Oaks, and the rest of the PCL teams.

We always kept score, and kept track of our favorite players records. Hot dogs have never tasted the same as they did then. Maybe it was all the fresh air. On days when we stayed for the second game of a double header, I remember the big lighted Hammís Beer glass filling up and bubbling over, as dusk settled in. When I got home I would tell my father all about the game. He never came to a game with me. He said his baseball days were over.

The last time I was at Seals Stadium was in 1983. I bought my Toyota pickup there.




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