Tuesday, June 25, 1974 THE MICHIGAN DAILY
dium: A photographer's da
lieb and I had separated,
ne of the guards saw his
"Hey lady. You got a
OINTED to Gottlieb, who
alf way around the field.
as my pass. I'm the other
fMr. Gottlieb and one."
ed unsurely.
ah, sore honey. You got
now or don't ya?"
game was starting, and
b and I headed for the
teck. |
ched to the lower end of
econd level stands, the
hung out like carrots at
d of very long sticks.
ERE'S ONLY one way to
them, Gottlieb, jump."
sauski, t can't believe
put those out there with-
y way to get to them.
;otd he totally stupid."
four futile attempts, we
asked a guard. He spoke
heavy accent. The min-
der was hiddened behind
nt row.
t guard wasn't going to
in," Gottlieb said as he
d down the ladder. "No
and children allowed on
to deck. I convinced him
re the 'and one' on the
sweet," I snipped. "It's
ping no sailors or dogs
inside." s
SAID they didn't want
raphers bringing t h e i r
nds or wives. I told him
ren't enither, but a le-
e photographer. Then he
had met a few legiti-
omen before."
at. I'm legitimate."
ere was Tiger Stadium,
hauvanistic, run like the
and designed like a Ro-
losseum. The mob shout-
enities and threw paper
nd whatever else was'v
le into the field. It didn't
which team was up.
ent boys and grown men r
on old ladies and push-
r little kids to get to
w balls popped, perhaps
tly, into the stands.
the hell, I thought, I'l1
n back, prop my 200mm
knee and focus on home_,