Inspiration Destination: Miller Park

I love baseball.

As a child, I can still remember the excitement I’d feel riding in the car with my dad to a Brewers game, looking out the window, anticipating the moment when Milwaukee County Stadium would emerge from behind the trees along Bluemound Road or I-94.

Even now, as an adult taking my own kids to games, I still get that little twinge of anticipation every time that initial glimpse of Miller Park’s pale, green roof and red brick façade clears the trees on that same stretch of road I’ve traveled so many times before.

I have begun to realize that more than just the game itself, it’s the details—the sounds, the smells, the colors—that build my excitement, even after all these years.

I was at a game recently with my wife and kids, and as we were walking the dark cement concourses, I began to notice just how much there was to look at, before even sitting down to watch the game.