It’s not downtown. It’s by a rail yard. You can’t get there by freeway, just surface streets. But there are acres of free parking. More interestingly, the stadium, which was built in the 1950s, is nestled next to a huge high school football stadium that has had an impressive, multi-million dollar makeover. It’s quite a contrast.
But nothing else matters than fun here in the wild west. While GM Mark Lee (an ex-major league reliever) has upscaled the seats, field, food and of course, the concourse bar, this park still has a classic boys of summer charm to it. Old fashion dugouts and a cozy first to third, two tiered, roof top grandstand—complete with an aged, perched pressbox—all harken the lost era of when the game was innocence in flannels.