This . . . was nothing.
A parking lot. In fact it was my parking lot, which makes this almost slightly bittersweet. A short jog to work across the blacktop, cheap parking - who'd want to give up that?
But it was windswept in winter and blighted in the summer. Now it seems as if it was never there. Now there's this. There are two blocks of park - one's spare, since that's where pregame crowds gather, and the other's much nicer. Pictures really don't do it justice, so there's a short video on the next page.