Old Wrigley

So much history
What a great atmosphere
Driving down Addison
I see the mile high lights
Lighting up the field like a star
Fans going crazy outside the gate
I step out of the car
And Sir Wrigley is crying my name
Come in Coming in
I go through gate D
Fried onions and hot dogs
The scent of the stadium
I go to the outfield
I touch the ivy
Cold, wet and fresh
This is in a different world
Such nice people fill the stadium
The first pitch in on its way
At the friendly confines

by STEVAN VUKANIC

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