I lived in Chi-town for all of the 90's. The "cell" was new then, and what a stinker of a park. Good grub, but it's Chicago, so it has to be, but.... Sheeeee-it, they blew it on that baby. They removed the top of the upper deck, thankfully, it was vertigo-inducing. And corporate-blue seats, it looked like an outdoor version of the Dome. AND, worst of all- the most beautiful skyline in America, and where is it? BEHIND YOU. You can't see it from the park. Even in the outfield seats, cuz they were blocked by the massive upper deck. After the shine wore off the first year, nobody went there anymore, so anytime the Twinkies came to town, I'd head to my buddy's bar on 34th and Halsted, then to Ugly Comiskey with a load on, sit wherever I wanted, nobody cared, nobody there! Eat some good ballpark chow, and listen to the players chatter throughout the game- Heh, one time, some jagoff was giving it to young Torii Hunter in a non-family-friendly way, and Mr. LaTroy Hawkins poked his head above the dugout. Saw my Twinkie cap and said- who's that with the big mouth back there. I pointed to the culprit, and said, "that fat f*ck in the jacket." He summoned an usher over, and that took care of that. Ahhh, Chi-town in the day. Lived for 9 years about 5 blocks from Wrigley. Dose were da dase, my frient.