A plain of tailgaters as seen from Heinz Field looking toward PNC Park. |
Red Lot 7A |
Red Lot 7A is a triangular patch of asphalt under the highway and against a shale cliff. Small in comparison to the plain of parking lots that connects the two professional sports stadiums on Pitsburgh's North Shore, 7A feels like a private club. Food on folding tables, full bars in the open backs of SUVs, chatter and laughter under the overpass, it feels collegial, like the best days of our youth when we celebrated Home-Game-Saturday-mornings in the fraternity house before walking en masse under our greek banner down Bayard Street and up Cardiac Hill to the game.
At least we think that's what we did.
That was so long ago we wore sports coats and ties.
That was when we cared about fitting in.
Now we like to think we are wiser and stand less on pretense.
And in that we are still conforming.