It is not a joyful one, though there was plenty of joy at the Oakland Athletics' last game at the Coliseum, fueled by a raucous pregame tailgate party that started not long after dawn. With a mix of anger, longing and resignation I walked across the catwalk from the BART train station, over the industrial yards and the trash-strewn stream, through the vendors hawking final game memorabilia, hot dogs, beer, marijuana and, yep that guy was selling hallucinogenic mushroom chocolate treats. Past the lengthy game-day ticket lines I walked toward the entrance at the Dennis Eckersley gate, popping into the tailgating crowd for a few minutes to listen to a band play joyous music, the singer belting out lyrics in Spanish.
W | L | Pct | GB | |
---|---|---|---|---|
88 | 73 | .547 | 0.0 | |
85 | 77 | .525 | 3.5 | |
78 | 84 | .481 | 10.5 | |
69 | 93 | .426 | 19.5 | |
63 | 99 | .389 | 25.5 |