Like many others, I rode the train to Cincinnati for my first game as a kid. Yeah, steam power had been invented by then.
Walking through the portal and seeing that field for the first time was a religious experience to me. I'll never forget it. And I take a moment every time I walk into a big league park now just to gaze across the field as I first see it. It always reminds me of that first time.
Playing, I stole home against our most hated rivals in my final game against them my senior year in high school. Only time I ever tried it. I remember every second of it, from the decision to try, to timing his move on the first pitch with a walking lead, to the thrill of taking off the second he toed the rubber and started his motion.