In that time of well… sitting there… I got to really think about this thing we called Shea. I now knew it like the players did… the coaches did and not just as the fans did. I realized one thing. My beautiful Shea really wasn't all that beautiful. In fact, it was a pretty sad looking facility.  As I looked up at the old decaying girders and goo and eek… some nasty things running around… I realized yeah… Shea has had her time, and better to shoot her now then let her live on any longer because she's getting pretty damn ugly.