Normally a space for comedy, once or twice a year I review a new major league ballpark that I visited. This year I made my 13th park Angel Stadium of Anaheim. Check out my current rankings »
I was in Los Angeles at the end of July and took that opportunity to catch a game at Angel Stadium of Anaheim where I got to see my hometown Boston Red Sox take on the (Los Angeles) Angels (of Anaheim). Normally when I travel to a baseball stadium, I don’t worry about the opponent but this was a unique opportunity to see the Red Sox away from home. The game ended up being one of the very best I’ve ever been to.
In the first inning, the Sox threw out two Angels at home plate, which rarely happens even once of the course of an entire game. The game stayed tied at 0-0 until the Angels scored 3 runs. The score then stayed at 3-0 until the ninth inning when the Red Sox scored 5 unanswered runs to win 5-3.
During the game, it was clear that there were more Red Sox fans in attendance than Angels fans. When the crowd sang Take Me Out To The Ballgame, in the line, “Let me root, root, root for the home team,” where crowds typically change the words “home team” to their team’s name (or nickname) enough fans yelled “Red Sox” to drown out anyone saying “Angels.”
The ballpark itself is very nice. It doesn’t have as much pizzazz as a lot of newer stadiums—it was built 50 years ago—and it doesn’t have the history of a Fenway Park or Wrigley Field. It’s nice, though.
It’s most distinctive feature is Pride Rock in center field, a large rock sculpture/water fountain:
The food was kind of all over the place, BBQ, wings, pizza, subs, froyo, tacos, and a Panda Express but nothing particularly special. I had a hot dog and it was fine. There was some good beer choices, though I only had a Hoegaarden. There were also Bud Light Margaritas and a Coors Light “Cold Zone” for people who don’t particularly like beer.
I will admit, I messed up touring the ballpark. I got a good look at all the big fixtures but I missed the lowest level of the concourse. In my haste at the end of the game to buy a souvenir pennant, I was able to glance at the Angels’ 2002 World Series trophy, something I normally would have had more interest in if I had seen it earlier.
Overall, a fun place to see a game. Nice, clean atmosphere. Decent food and drink options. Cool fixtures throughout the park. It didn’t seem like there was much history to it but I admit I may have missed a lot of the smaller, historical elements to the park.
Check out my photos below for more of the experience.
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