The Polo Grounds

I was talking about the bath tub shaped Polo Grounds in the previous post about Willie Mays.
My mom and dad saw games there and loved the place.
I never saw a game there since I wasn't born when the Giants played there and was an infant when the Mets played their first two seasons there.
I also have a friend, Frank Dena, who lives in Virginia now. He grew up a Giants fan and speaks glowingly of the Polo Grounds.
I don't get it. It looks dumpy in pictures to me. And who decided that the field should be shaped like it was. The dimensions were ridiculous. 279 to the left field line with an overhang that made a 250 foot pop fly a homer? Are you serious. Right field was a mere 257 feet away. Right center was 455 feet from home plate and left center was 447. It was so deep to the alleys that the bullpens were on the field in fair play. Center field was 483 feet away or a $5 cab ride. Who thought this place up? Would anyone ever try to come up with a park today with similar dimensions? I think not.
While it was a strange park, I wish I had the chance to see a game there.
Of the old New York ballparks, I would say the Polo Grounds was the most bizarre, Ebbets Field the most intimate and Yankee Stadium the most majestic and breathtaking.
Fortunately for me I was in the old, pre-renovated Yankee Stadium and remember it well. The memories are burned into my head. I wish I could have seen a game at Ebbets Field and the Polo Grounds. I think I would have liked Ebbets better. How about choo?