Ghost Town

Quiet and Empty. Two words I’d never thought I would use to describe Giants Stadium. But then again, I’d never been around it when there wasn’t a game going on.

Game day at Momo’s means people packed back-to-back on the patio downing 5 dollar Coors in preparation for a Giants victory. Last Saturday night, I saw that Momo’s had left it’s party past behind. Instead of rowdy teens in beer stained Giants Jerseys and Panda Masks, there were people in power suits sipping wine (apparently Momo's moonlights as a fancy eatery...who knew?). The Cal flag hung limply on the flag post where once the Giants flag waved proudly. Apparently Cal football just doesn’t bring the crowd in like the Giants do.

This wasn’t how I imagined this Saturday would be. I always thought I’d be down at the Stadium on Saturday. But I thought that it would be me and 1000’s of strangers/friends, not just Greg and I.

San Francisco is ready for October Magic. I mean, just imagine if we had made it into the playoffs? Game 3 wouldn’t have been postponed till Sunday due to snow. Zito would have gone pitch for pitch with Pedro Martinez. Momo’s and 21st Amendment’s patios would have been filled to the brim. And the stadium would have been raucous and packed...instead of quiet and empty.

But, unfortunately it just wasn’t meant to be. So take my advice and don’t go down to the Stadium until the Playoffs are done. It's depressing. Wait till spring and see it in all its glory.

See you next year Giants. I can’t wait.