Fenway Park is all about memories and history. Sure, it's old and doesn't have all the amenities of a modern ballpark. It has poles, obstructed view seats, odd sight lines, people walk in front of you and block your view of the game and the seats are small and cramped. But who cares? At what other ballpark can I stand at the top of the same ramp where I got my first glimpse of the playing field back when I was 10 years old? Or go and sit in the same seat where I watched Carlton Fisk's home run hit the left field foul pole back in the 1975 World Series? Or where I stood and watched Carl Yastzemski get his number retired? As you get older lots of things things slip away. My parents are gone. So is the house I grew up in. So are many of my relatives and friends. But Fenway Park is still there. Play ball! Go Red Sox!