A lot of things happened this past Sunday.

In New York, it was above 50 degrees and sunny for almost three whole hours.

It was Easter, so I had an excuse for eating four times the recommended serving of Peeps (Which is actually zero, according to 5 out of 5 dentists).

Also, it was opening day of the 140th season of Major League baseball, America’s favorite pastime.

Now, I’m not going to complain any more about the weather that a certain groundhog was wrong about, or talk about how many cavities I may or may not have, but I will to talk to you about baseball.

Before you start groaning and saying how much you hate baseball, and how it’s so boring and all the players are fat or on steroids or both and why can’t they run faster to 1st base?! Hear me out — I completely agree with you.  Despite our shared disgruntlement though, as a child and now still as an adult, I have been driven to various points across the country by a man with a plan (my dad), and that plan was (and still is) an attempt to attend as many baseball games, and to see as many baseball stadiums, as humanly possible.

I can’t say I absolutely love the sport, but I can say that hot dogs rule, games are better with beer, and dippin’ dots really are the ice cream of the future, and the future is now so gimme some dippin’ dots in an upside down plastic hat, please.

Besides the food and the drinks, the generally drunk fan base, and an allowance to scream ‘heyyy batter batter, saa-wing bat-ter’’ for up to three hours, I’ve also very much enjoyed the stadiums themselves. (Here comes the part that makes this blog post slightly relevant to architecture and planning). The location of a stadium within the city and the culture of the place somehow find a way into each stadium’s environment, and make the experience that much more unique and memorable.

So, with this major league experience (pun intended), I present to you my top 5 favorite stadiums, in no particular order.