I remember the first time I stepped foot into Yankee Stadium. It was even bigger than I had imagined. The smells of the ballpark all hit me at once: the hotdogs, pretzels, and popcorn. I smiled as I walked up the ramp to the top level, anticipating what the view would be like when I got up there. The atmosphere was hectic because there were so many bustling people and I could hear music and the announcers through the speakers, but it was all exciting and rejuvenating. I could feel the excitement building up as I saw other people in their Yankee jerseys passing by. When we finally made it up to the top floor, I remember sitting in my seat for a while, just taking in the incredible view of the ballpark. It was overwhelming, yet fascinating. When the game started, I found myself cheering and standing up for every hit and defensive play my team made. I was over the moon when one of my favorite players hit the walk off home run to win the game for my team. The stadium erupted and I remember everyone screaming around me and jumping up and down, as well as turning to my dad and giving him a high-five. I truly enjoyed myself the entire game, and I felt the same feelings of belonging and acceptance when I left the stadium as when I entered. Being around my family, as well as people who were as passionate as I was towards one team contributed to the love of Yankee baseball I developed when I left the stadium.
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