Mets fan in my heart, Giants fan in my soul, but the Dodgers are rattling around in there somewhere. With the help of the intrepid Peter Laskowich [1], I lit out in November to try to understand Citi Field a little better [2] by interfacing with the spirit of its architectural progenitor. I don’t know if I do, but you can’t stand outside the former site of Ebbets Field and not feel something.