They were the same sort of Sunday spectators who used to fill the bleachers when Ebbets Field was still a ballpark and the Dodgers were still in Brooklyn. Shirt-sleeved rooters packed the grandstand at $1 a head. Some stripped to undershirts in the 80-degree heat; some parked their cars at the far side of the broad, green playing field, unfolded beach chairs and guzzled beer from jugs. The maroon-jerseyed home team drew loud cheers when it scored, derisive jeers when it flubbed.
It was opening day for the Milwaukee Polo Club, and 3,331 customers...
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