February 11, 2001. A day that many people might not bat an eye over, but a day that when you know what happened on it you can get your ass you knew where you were.
That was the day that Three Rivers Stadium was imploded and no longer housed the Pittsburgh Pirates or Steelers. That was the day that there were new homes officially called PNC Park and Heinz Field.
Some people might think of this as not a big deal, and in the grand scheme of things it might not be a big deal, but this is a place that stored a lot of memories. The playoff runs, the wins, the losses, the tears that are on those concrete slabs from crushing losses and huge wins.
I was not around Three Rivers for very long since I wasn't born until 1985 but I will never forget what it was like to be there for games. I remember a game way back against the Colts and that place just shaking like no other. It got really loud and it just seemed like a Pittsburgh place. It wasn't anything special but it belonged in the city.
Playing on that old AstroTurf wasn't any fun for the athletes. I mean I never got to play on the old astro stuff but my knees are sure thankful for that. Going to games there with my dad was awesome. Truly fun.
I remember exactly where I was when it was blown up. I was standing in my kitchen with my mom just staring at the TV. I knew we needed a new building, just like I knew the Mellon Arena had to go, but that didn't make it any easier. Watching it fall down and coming to the realization that I was never going to go to another game there was a different feeling.
I figured since it was the 10th anniversary that the old building deserved some love. We miss you Three Rivers, and we always will.
Thanks for the memories Three Rivers. You might have been old and players may have hated playing on your carpet but you gave us great memories.