Brew Beat has a great piece about some of the upgrades at Miller Park taking place this season. Lots of cool stuff like $1 Uecker parking, more shopping and an improved smoking area. (Even though I don't smoke I will always have a special place in my heart for the smoking area after I joined a friend out there and we saw see two girls making out. I'm pretty sure they lost that day, but I will always remember that game.) They also took the liberty of renaming the parking lots, thus ruining my perfect memorization of them, after the great Brewers legends of all time. Yount, Uecker, Cooper, Spahn, Fingers and Money are all covered here. One player, however, seems to have gotten the shaft from the team. Take a look.
You see that? Molitor gets the SHAFT. I don't know if you've ever had to park in that lot before, but whenever you pay twenty bucks to drive down a weird street, then go on a one-step-above-dirt road, go through a shady looking tunnel, park, walk underneath the interstate and then walk another mile just to get to the stadium, it sucks. Sucks hard. I don't know if Paul Molitor did something to the team or if this was just an accident, but there is no way that the words "I'm in Molitor" should be met with "That sucks, see you at the game." If you are in Molitor and I'm not, guess what? I am not coming to meet you. That's how far away that lot is. Molitor sucks and I can't tell you how bad it hurts me to say that.
(Strangely, my favorite spots are Thomas, Aaron and Kuenn. So a few good seasons as a Brewer gets you a better parking space than wearing a Brewers hat in the Hall of Fame (first ballot!) Good to know.)