I think my first game was when I was 8 in 1995, I was in the LF bleachers with my dad on a random weeknight with a small crowd and I vividly remember the fans heckling BJ Surhoff, which I thought was odd because he was on the home team. Then he made a diving catch which still didn't satisfy them. No idea if the Brewers won or lost. At that time I had been to some basketball games at the Bradley Center but there was something about baseball at County Stadium in particular which was uniquely enthralling. The place smelled like baseball and the lack of bells and whistles was part of the charm. I also remember our misguided decision to go to an April game when with a stiff breeze blowing in from the lake, shivering under a blanket with maybe 3,000 other crazies, and then giving up after about 5 or 6 innings. Last summer I was in Oakland and passed by the Coliseum when an A's game was going on, it reminded me so much of County Stadium from the outside...an ugly old stadium surrounded by a sea of parking lots. I really regretted not seeing a game while I was there.