It's the Homefield Memory presented by Cole Vancker. It was a historic day and I was part of history. My name is Bob Wolf. I'm from Morstown, New Jersey. And this is my Homefield Memory. October 1, 1977. When he first in Lehigh, North Philadelphia. The last game ever played at Honeymax State. It was the last game. And I was there. There were nearly 32,000 fans on hand. They came to say goodbye. The only ballpark I ever knew. The Phillies were brutal that year. About 15 games out of first place. They barely won 70 ballgays. It was time to move on. At this point the fans really didn't come to see the game. They came to take a piece of it home with them. It's so good. Taylor, McCarver, Dumbled, Johnson, Stone, Money, Brown, Baller, and Merth. By the 4th 18, it didn't sound like a baseball game. There was massive destruction going on. There was pounding, flanging. All of the sounds of a construction site. People were taking anything that could be detached from the stadium. Chairs, railings, signage, urinals. Everything was gone. The game was pretty much an afterthought. And the outcome was irrelevant. But the Phillies did beat Montreal 2-1 in 10 innings. The fans then poured out on the field. Five of thousands. And it was crazy. It was time to go. My friends and I took a couple seats home. I still have my ticket. And proof that I was there. But more than that, I have my memory. And a place in this room.