Tampa Bay – I don’t hate the place. I’ve seen some big games there – most notably Game 7 of ALCS when the Devil Rays beat the Boston Red Sox in 2005 on the biggest stage. It’s a dome. It’s at the edge of the freeway. But I defy you to go to that ballpark and not feel some weird sense of hominess. The Rays are cool. The concessions are old school but they’ve clearly tried very hard. I just don’t hate it. As a matter of fact, it’s kind of a cool place to fly away watch the Orioles play. You can lay on the beach all day and then go inside where it’s nice and cozy and comfortable and watch a Major League Baseball game. You can pet the Rays. See some Ted Williams relics. Watch a decent team. Sorry, haters. I like Tropicana. It ain’t great. But it’s far from the worst experience of going to a MLB game. I always enjoy watching a game there.
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