091:336 Philadelphia

Today’s post continues the trek Bill (former college roommate) and I took a quarter-century ago to attend a game in every Major League Baseball stadium.

Our first stop was Boston’s Fenway Park (as seen about here).

Our second stop was Philadelphia, the City of Brotherly Love.

Before our scheduled game where we would see the hometown Phillies battle against the Los Angeles Dodgers, Bill and I hit the must-see sights of this city.

Liberty Bell…


Independence Hall…


…and we even ran up the 72 stairs to the Philadelphia Museum of Art to see the statue of Rocky Balboa.

We were crestfallen to discover that the statue had been moved to a location in front of the indoor arena known as the Spectrum. Twenty-five years after our dual disappointment, the powers that be in the city moved the statue of the Italian Stallion back to the museum, but it now resides at the bottom of “The Rocky Steps”.

As for the reason for the trip itself, Bill and I made our way to the concrete bowl that was Veterans Stadium.


We bought General Admission seats for the May 5 contest between the Phillies and Dodgers. Those tickets granted us access to the upper tier of the stadium, and not much else.

When the stadium was configured for a baseball game, Wikipedia says this cookie-cutter venue could hold 61,831 fans. On this night, there were only 15,654 folks in attendance. That much vacancy can be seen in the photo below.


Ah, the early 1990s…when tobacco companies could still proudly advertise their products in the open at major sporting locations.

Veterans Stadium is no more. It was demolished in 2004 and the Phillies now play their home games in Citizens Bank Park. This will be a theme as we trip through this trip on these pages. Several of the stadiums we visited in 1992 no longer exist.

While in town for this game, Bill and I did not actually stay in Philadelphia proper. Instead, we found a hotel in King of Prussia, Pennsylvania.

That’s such a great and unique name for a town, that I simply had to relate to you how this burg acquired its name.

This is that story.

The community took its name in the 18th century from a local tavern named the King of Prussia Inn, which was named after King Frederick the Great of Prussia.

That’s the story.

I didn’t say it was a great and unique story.

P.S. For the next stop on our tour of baseball stadiums, stay tuned


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