It didn't feel like Yankee Stadium.
Emerging from the steps that connect the D train to River Ave., I wanted to go left, but the crowds ushered me right—across the street to the new ballpark.
Waiting on the massive line near Gate Six, I gazed up at the colossal exterior and snapped pictures like the thousands surrounding me.
In 50 years, I'd tell my grandchildren how I attended the first ever game at the new Yankee Stadium.
I'd leave out the part about it being an exhibition.