For years, that unused ticket remained clipped to an old calendar which hung in the basement
stairwell of my childhood home.
When I
learned, several years ago, that Three Rivers Stadium was going to be demolished in order to build a new
ballpark for the Pirates, I felt as though I was losing an old friend. I’d sat
in the stands of that stadium for a number of games, sometimes with the youth
group from my church; oftentimes with my dad and other family members.
I remember
my mom bringing a picnic basket to the stadium, filled with Faygo Pop and with cold Shake-and-Bake
chicken she’d made the night before and wrapped in foil. Before coolers and backpacks were considered security threats at major sporting events, fans used to be allowed to bring outside food to games. Shake-and-Bake chicken never tasted so good as it did that summer
afternoon while waiting for Willie Stargell and company to win one for the hometown crowd.
As a child,
Three Rivers Stadium represented Dad and baseball; summer, foil-wrapped
chicken, and everything good. I had no idea the ballpark was considered an ugly
stadium, one plopped down onto a piece of land in Pittsburgh with little thought
given to urban planning or how its location would affect those in the
surrounding neighborhoods.
During the course
of this year's Jubilee Conference I had the privilege of hearing David Greusel, the
architect who designed PNC Park, describe the process he used in building a new
home for the Pirate franchise. He spoke of walking the streets of Pittsburgh, taking in the city’s architecture, and getting a feel for the neighborhoods. He
said he studied old photographs of Forbes Field, the ballpark which pre-dated
Three Rivers Stadium, and incorporated design elements which reflected the history
of the ball club. Greusel stood at ground level at the site of the new stadium,
imagining the view fans would have of the city while watching the Pirates.
ESPNcolumnist Jim Caple described the stadium Greusel built in this way:
Frank Lloyd Wright designed his masterpiece,
Falling Water, as a retreat-in-the-woods a couple hours outside Pittsburgh for
department store owner Edgar Kauffman. Cantilevered over a waterfall, the home
is both completely modern and thoroughly romantic, interacting harmoniously
with the landscape by merging modern building materials with the natural
elements surrounding it.
Falling Water is regarded as the perfect
blend of art, architecture and environment.
Or at least it was until PNC Park opened.
Greusel
described his work on PNC Park as a gift of love, reflecting his love for God
and for the city of Pittsburgh. Having taken a wrong exit on my way
to the conference, I found myself driving past PNC Park and through the neighborhood
which surrounds it. The streets are clean and walkable; businesses surrounding
the stadium are open and appear to be thriving. On game days, I'm told, those streets through which I drove take on the atmosphere of a community street fair.
I wish my
dad had lived to see it.
There is no large banner draped from PNC Park which quotes the gospel message of John 3:16. Patrons of Pirate ballgames may or may not ever experience a
life-transforming encounter with Jesus. But David Greusel designed a stadium
which bears witness to a living God who cares about things like art,
architecture, economics, and beauty. Greusel’s work reflects his faith in a God
who is concerned about the welfare of the city, One who extends common grace to
all.
The good folks of the CCO, sponsors of the Jubilee Conference, produced this video of David Greusel talking about how he connects his faith with his calling as an architect:
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I love hearing stories about how people connect their faith with their careers. As a nurse, it's not usually difficult for me. God had called me to care for people and comfort them in stressful situations. I've been off work for health reasons for almost a year now, though, and it's been hard trying to discover what God wants me to be doing NOW. Thanks for sharing a great post!
Picnic baskets and chicken wrapped in foil....I remember too! We spent many a day at the stadium when I was a girl. But in my family it was my mother who was the baseball nut.
Love this story. I'm sure your dad would, too.
Wonderful, wonderful post, Nancy. And thank you so much for sharing that video. It was so, so inspiring and encouraging. I love to hear stories like his.
And don't you just love that it's baseball season once again? =) Do you still go to games?
It's been years since I've been to a game. My daughter married recently and is now living in Pittsburgh. She went to a game at PNC Park when the Red Sox were in town. Having grown up in New England, she said she couldn't believe she had to move to Pittsburgh to see a Red Sox game. I said that's because Pirate tickets are about $18, and Red Sox tickets are about $118! Just another reason to love PNC Park and the Pirates!
Wow I love everything about this piece....!!!!! Big fan of slower speed to information travel...picnics at venues, baseball and Willie Stargell, urban area revival, Pittsburgh itself as such a friendly city made up of small town peeps, church youth group trips, shake and bake, and organic architecture that is God inspired..creativity that heightens the souls awareness of all that is good when we all gather in peace..well relatively speaking...competition does bring out some of the not so godly sides to us humans..I must go see the Indians play if it is interleague play..and as to Jubilee, it is on my list! Thanks for sharing Nancy..Joe
You did a bang-up job in weaving history, education, and enlightenment into this piece. Thank you.
Blessings.
Love how these two stories came together: the old park and the new park. We too are loyal Cincinnati Reds fans - I went into labor for my first born while watching a game at the old Riverfront stadium - now that is a long story - ha! My hubby used to want to see all the stadiums until they kept building new ones and we couldn't keep up. PNC field though is on our list though. We want to combine a trip there and to Kennywood one summer. Great post today, Nancy!
I love these kinds of stories, too. Thanks for stopping by, Angie. Blessings in your journey.
My dad's been gone for almost twenty years now, but I think my mom still tunes into the Pirate games.
Isn't that something? I wish I had gotten to hear that talk, Nancy. Sounds like a good one. I saw U2 at Three Rivers, so it will always be special in my memory. Thank you for sharing these sweet stories of your memories too. A gift of love...
Thanks for stopping by, Joe! I was really hoping you'd drop by Jubilee this year. Maybe next year?
Thank you, Darlene. Any day I've done a bang-up job at anything is a good day in my book!
If you're Reds fans, you must be fans of Skyline Chili, too. Or is that how you ended up going into labor during a game? ;)
I'm thinking I need to go visit my daughter in Pittsburgh this summer and take in a game.
I still have the unused ticket.
I assumed you did. I'm glad.
My boys love baseball and I love the picture of the three of them packed in a stadium cheering on their favorite team. And I love your story of baseball can be a simple testimony to the One who makes my life a BALL!!
I found myself deeply moved by his talk of his love for the city and respect for the team's history. I knew my response was somehow connected to my dad, so I've been mulling this piece since then.
There is something about sitting together with family in a ballpark that just seems right. Thanks so much for stopping by, Alicia. Blessings.
This post has given both of us spring fever or at least baseball fever. Yes, yes love Skyline Chili. mmmmmm.
When Mile High Stadium was torn down several years ago in Denver and replaced by something named after a company ... well, it's still Mile High to us. I miss the old stadium. Thanks for the memories! Amy
THIS IS FABULOUS, Nancy. LOVE every word and love that video, too. Right on, preach it, YES.
Loved this story. Shake and Bake chicken I remember so well. We took it to the fair and ate at our car. Remember Shake-a -Pudding. I was just telling my girls about it. I thought it was the bomb.
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what awesome memories!
How neat! I'm not that much of a sports person, but now I want to go see it myself! Thanks for sharing. :-)
Thank you for sharing this story. You tell it so well. I've been to Falling Water and it is a haven in the woods. I'll have to visit this stadium the next time I'm in Pittsburgh.
Thanks Happy Girl. You're such an encourager!
I had forgotten about Shake-a-Pudding. Some really odd food products were introduced during the years of our childhood, don't you think? Some were terribly unfortunate. Do you remember peanut butter with bacon bits in the jar?
And...let me guess...you're a Tim Tebow fan, right? :)
That is a very neat story! Thank you for sharing today!
Too bad your dad didn't get to use the tickets. But how neat that he kept them for so long. That probably became a memory in itself!
I love this story. It reminds me of going to 49er games at Candlestick park as a kid with my dad and my brothers. I didn't realize it was consider an "ugly" park back then. Such fun memories were made there. I understand what you mean. :)
My husband was born & raised in Pittsburgh. He tells great stories of going to Three Rivers Stadium....I saw it, but never attended a game there.
Nancy, you are a great storyteller. Thank you for sharing your talents.
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