Yankees' alternate jerseys would be another damaging dent to storied tradition

There was a presence you felt walking into the old Yankee Stadium. It felt like a pilgrimage to baseball nirvana. The smell was inescapable. It was a mixture of a musty subway station in the dead of summer and urine. But it didn’t matter because you knew you were standing inside a living, breathing history book.That died in 2009.Advertisement