On my way back to LA from the Redwood Comedy Festival in Fortuna, I decided to swing through San Francisco and check on one of my favorite places in the world. Candlestick Park.
Its not looking too good.
The only bright spot, is that every time I swing by the stadium I alway see other fans sitting in their cars, hanging out taking in one last nostalgic view. Gonna miss this place, big time.
They're almost done tearing it down. Leaving a lone section and a few pieces of the outer bowl left for me and the other fans to stare at.
It was windy as fuck up by the Golden Gate Bridge.
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