Three River Stadium Memories

Last Updated 25 November 1997

The Bucs have been in Three Rivers for 26 years now. A whole generation of Bucco fans have grown up with the North Side stadium as the only Bucco home they've ever know.

I thought it was time for a Memories of Three Rivers page. If you have a favorite memory from the ballpark, then drop me a line.


John Hissrich (ForbzField@AOL.COM) wrote:
I think back to when I was 11 in 1971. The Pirates had (I think for the first time) a camera night when they allowed fans with cameras onto the field to take pictures. I had a Kodak instamatic camera (an inexpensive camera with film that came in a cartridge to make loading easy), and so I begged my father to take me. I particularly wanted pictures of Dave Cash (because I didn't have his baseball card) and my favorite player, Roberto Clemente. We got there and stood in the roped off portion of the outfield while each player came by. Some were signing autographs, but most were saying that they were supposed to keep moving. When Cash came by, I made sure I got a shot of him, and just as he left, I noticed Clemente right behind him. I advanced the camera and found, to my horror, that I was at the end of the roll.
I had a spare cartridge of film with me, but imagine how nervous an 11-year-old would be with his hero right in front of him. First, I couldn't get the camera open, then I couldn't get the foil package the film came in open, then I couldn't get it loaded. Long before that point, of course, The Great One was ready to move on. It took all my courage to shout, "Mr. Clemente, WAIT!" He was as patient and as kind as he could possibly be while I fumbled with the film. He talked to the people, but I was too nervous to get involved in the conversation. Other players kept moving, but the one most in demand stood there waiting for a little kid to load his camera.
During my college days, a friend of mine had the picture blown up for me as a Christmas present. I have many pictures of Clemente that are of greater artistic value, but none that give me a better likeness. For when I look at that picture, I see a man who cared enough about the fans to wait for a little boy to take his picture.
And as proof of this story, Father John sent this picture of Roberto which was taken with a Instamatic camera by an admiring 11-year old fan.
Steve Alvin sent this to the Pirate e-mail list in October 1996:
Ever since I first remember becoming a Pirate's fan in the mid-`60's, my father promised that if the Buc's ever made it to the World Series, I could go. But, in 1969 we moved to Illinois. When the Pirates won the National League in 1971, he kept telling me that `we were too far away'. I was convinced I would have to smuggle a radio to school to hear the games. But, just days before game 1 of the series, he walked in and handed me an envelope. Inside was an airline ticket and two pairs of tickets for games 3 & 4. I was speechless. I got off from school, flew on a plane by my self for the first time, and met my Grandparents at Pittsburgh International Airport. My Grandfather and I attended both games, having seats on the third base side in the Mezzanine level. I was in 7th heaven the whole time and I don't think my feet touched the ground during my entire stay. It was an experence I'll never forget.

Steve Alvin
salvin@heartland.bradley.edu


Jim Houston (houstonj@NCCSLINK.NAVY.MIL) sent this note on April 2, 1996:

I was an honorary bat boy for the bucs on August 9, 1971, and a couple other nights, but the first one, I remember very very well. I met Roberto Clemente that night, it was very cold. Clemente approached my father and I as we walked up the ramp to the dug out. "Would you like to wear my jacket?" he asked....I was too afraid to say yes, but I now wish like hell I had. I was fortunate enough to also take my brothers with me just prior to the game start-up. We all got to see and talk to Roberto for a little while. The Phillies beat us that night 1-0 with Steve Carlton hitting the game winning homer, against Steve Blass.

Here are a couple random rememberances from that night:
The major leaguers eat a LOT of sun flower seeds in the dug out. The pirates provided them by the barrel-ful (at least they did in 1971). I had a good chat with Wayne Twitchell (Phils pitcher then), and talked a little to Steve Carlton in between innings. I remember Ramon Hernandez smoking a Salem cigarette, which I was shocked to see. I didn't think any pro player would ever smoke, but he wasn't the only one I saw smoking, just the first.... these are the memories of a 12-year old kid.

I was also fortunate enough to have seen Bob Gibson throw a no-hitter against the Pirates in 1971. That was my first major league game, and also my first visit to TRS. If I could re-live, or watch a game again, it would be that one. Willie Stargell was the last batter Bob Gibson faced. He swung and missed at strike three, turned around and looked at us (the crowd) and shrugged his shoulders as if to say "No one can hit this guy tonight."


Dave Noordhoff (dnoordho@icis.on.ca) sent this note on April 2, 1996:

I have a couple all time Pirate moments, during which I was lucky enough to be at Three Rivers ...

1) August 6, 1989: The Longest Game in Pirates history (5 hours, 42 minutes; 18 innings, plus a rain delay). Jeff King homered off Sanderson of the Cubs for the win. The rainstorm was torrential, waterfalls in the field boxes and onto the field. My son, 10 at the time, wanted to leave in extra innings, but I told him he had to stay because he had already invested too much time to give up and leave before the game was over. Then it rained. For a long, long, time. Then it took what seemed like forever to dry the field with that vacuuming, zamboni-like truck they have. He was happy he had stayed when King homered. There weren't many of us left by then, and we had moved up to sit at the railing, beside the Buc dugout and had a great view of the ball disappearing into the left field seats.

2) Perhaps you remember several years ago, when we still had the Killer Bees, that This Week in Baseball had as one of the scenes in their ending clips a segment where Bonds hit a long one, raised his arms and watched it go out. Well, my son and I immediately recognized this as a homer off Lee Smith of the Cardinals, that won another extra inning game, August 12, 1991. The Cardinals had scored in the top of the eleventh, making the score 3-2. With one out, Bonilla singled to right, and then Bonds, on an 0-2 pitch (he had swung and missed two fastballs) homered to right. In the paper next day, he said the pitch he hit was a slider, and he was glad to see it, because he couldn't catch up to the previous pitches (we had seen that from the stands along the first base line, I even mentioned it to my son before he hit the third pitch)! Bonds had already hit another two run homer in the seventh. Other than Maz's 1960, Starg's 1979, and King's homer described above, it was the most exciting homer I remember.
Beat 'em Bucs

Dave Noordhoff

P.S. I like the train motif on the scoreboard, with the guy whistling out of the smoke stack. Crazy, eh?



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