I am Pamela Wilson, a lifelong Dodger baseball fan. In 2013, with new billionaire owners, there was a lot of money spent on the team and renovations of Dodger Stadium, but an element of fan appreciation, to my finding, had been sacrificed to the gods of corporate greed. I tried to boycott, but my love for the Dodgers outweighed my disgust with the venality of their bosses.

In 2014, I gave the Dodgers (and the suits in charge) a second chance. I purchased Top Deck season tickets, and I detailed my experiences as one of the regulars of the stadium. Of course, being a Dodger fan since that year has been incredibly difficult, due to the fact that Guggenheim Partners, owners of the team, sold their souls to the devil (Time Warner Cable, now known as Spectrum) to create a TV channel that only about ¼ of Los Angeles can ever see.

On one hand, it’s frustrating — having to find one of a handful of bars in which to watch a game, sitting in my car so I could hear it on the radio, or just watching Gameday on MLB AtBat on my phone.

On the other hand, it’s great. Out of sight out of mind isn’t just something they say. Even though the Dodgers are supposedly sold out of 37,000 season tickets, the games are rarely more than ⅔ full, usually just around half the people who have tickets are actually there, even on bobblehead nights. Great if you’re going to the game, sucky if you’re trying to make money on concessions. Anyway, when I do go to games, it isn’t terribly crowded, which I like.

This year is my fourth year with season tickets, and once again, I hope it’s the Dodgers’ year. Not for corporate’s sake, but for the long-suffering and under-appreciated fans who have stuck by the greatest team in baseball.

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