Sitting at Turner Field last night, watching the Braves and the Nationals try repeatedly to give each other the game, I started thinking about Braves games in general, their place in Atlanta, professional sports in Atlanta, and ultimately professional sports nationwide.
Let’s see if I can get all this out with some semblance of cohesion.
I heartily enjoy attending Braves games. I think it’s a real asset to live in a city with a great ball park and a talented team. What baffles me is that last night’s game, the second in a three-game battle against our closest division rivals, featured 9,471 empty seats (Total capacity: 50,096; Last night’s attendance: 40,625). It’s certainly not news that Atlanta has a reputation for being a city full of fair-weather fans who take their sports teams for granted, but don’t try to tell me that, in a city of over 4 million, you can’t find 50,000 people (that’s 1.25%) on a given night who would genuinely enjoy going to a Braves game. If no more than 1.2 people out of 100 want to see a baseball game each night, then the Braves should move.
As I sat in my seat behind third base, which, admittedly, I did not pay for, staring up at the sea of empty blue seats, I tried to wrap my brain around the tipping point. Where is the disconnect? What keeps people from coming out to the ball park? One of the refreshment vendors came by and my dad waved him over. “Gimme two Buds and a bag of peanuts.”
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