And the people played their crazy game
With a joy I’d never seen
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Over the weekend, I had the fresh privilege of attending my first Stars game since moving (back) to Dallas. The next day, I had the bittersweet joy of attending the final game at Globe Life Park in Arlington—or The Ballpark, as we will probably all remember it decades from now.
Both games shared the ignoble quality of being meaningless, in terms of a sports team’s annual objective. Preseason hockey games are effectively warm-ups or tryouts at best, while the smattering of fans at a 94-degree September game for a bad Rangers team against an opponent preparing for the playoffs would, on most days, perfectly exemplify the need for the cranes dominating the skyline of Texas Live!