So many memories. A magical place where my Dad took me to games even though he doesn’t even like sports. A place where I saw the only football team I will call my own. A place where I saw Mike Scott pitch a no hitter to clinch a playoff spot and the Astros lose in the NLCS without Scott being able to take the mound for game 7. I saw the Who, George Strait, Rush, Ozzy Osbourne and KC and the Sunshine band. I will always remember the beer gut yelling “Coldest Foam in the Dome” and finally thinking it was a good deal to be able to buy an over priced beer. It was an exciting place to be.

That being said, if I win the Mega Millions tonight, I may buy it and tear it down to keep it out of the hands of Joel Osteen.