Dodger Stadium: A Beautiful History

I enjoyed Ross Newhan’s article extolling the virtues of Dodger Stadium. However, he failed to mention one major source of its charm: its name. It’s not Farmer John Stadium, it’s not Union 76 Stadium, it’s not even Fox Stadium ... yet. I’m not sure how and why this is. I’m just thankful that it’s so.

Jon Spevack

Oakland

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I understand that Dodger fans can’t help but buy into the overblown hype about their baseball facility at Chavez Ravine. Since their earliest days, they have heard Dodger Stadium referred to as the “Taj Mahal” of ballparks by every Angeleno media outlet. But if they really took an objective look at that clay-covered infield and wiped the Tommy Lasorda, blue-blooded propaganda from their eyes, they would see it is just an average yard.

A oversized cement hole dug near a skyline of smog.

She has no ivy-covered walls, no Green Monster, no legendary monuments.

She can only counter weakly with the likeness of Brett Butler, on a wall that is bordered by a 2-foot-high fence a T-baller could homer over, and bleachers covered with an awning that looks like it was fabricated at Home Depot.

Like the great old hotels in Vegas, Dodger Stadium’s days of glory are past and the kiss of the wrecking ball is well overdue.

George Noble

Manhattan Beach

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It’s good to hear that the Dodgers’ Kevin Brown is feeling better after recent back surgery. However, his comment on the prospect of returning to the rotation this year--”If this is what the Lord has planned for me, I’ll do everything I can to take advantage of it”--is one more athlete’s ludicrous reference to God.

I can just see God sitting up there, sorting through the issues of terrorism, starvation, disease, etc., and asking, “Let’s see, should I let Kevin Brown come back this season or not?”

Kevin, the only plan is that the Dodgers continue to overpay you.

Mike Duchowny

Woodland Hills