Yes, They’re Still Booing Juan Soto

And Other Observations from Chase Field

Good morning, legion of Mets360. Taryn Cooper here, with another road trip report.

This won’t be a common occurrence, as this is likely the last road trip I’ll be taking in 2025. However, I have found that even quiet fans, like those of the Arizona Diamondbacks, are still finding it necessary to boo Juan Soto.

Yes, this was before he went yard twice in the third game of the series.

Objectively, the Mets won the series, 2-1. Juan Soto had a great road game.

But I’d like to discuss the stadium. This was not my first time at Chase Field, as I went back in 2014. At that point, I was more interested in just seeing a game (I didn’t even see the Mets play there), so I didn’t get the full experience I usually like. Such as, taking in the concourses and looking for rare finds in the culinary department. Maybe even the adult beverage department.

I found it to be nondescript the first time. This time, I have to say Chase was one of the worst ballpark experiences I’ve had in recent memory. And I’ve attended games at the old Yankee Stadium and the Vet in Philly. Nuff said.

Thank goodness the Mets won both games I attended.

First things first, the food experience wasn’t 100% horrible. My take on stadiums is that when they get the little things right, usually the experience is great. Take Kansas City’s Kauffman Stadium. One would be expect lots of George Brett and good barbecue. You get both. Great. And generally, the sight lines and fountains make up for the fact that it’s set in the middle of nowhere.

Chase Field falls off that mark in so many ways. For those who like adult beverages, their choices were limited (you cannot even find a Corona), and their margaritas were expensive and weak.

The souvenir cups were nice. That was about it.

I should also mention that it was my 15th wedding anniversary, and it was also Cinco de Mayo. Phoenix should be ashamed that this is what their baseball team passes off as an signature alcoholic drink.

Husband and I also got seats in the club level. You cannot find an elevator or any clear signage for one, and even when you take the stairs, you cannot figure out your section. It’s also hot there. It’s not my idea of a good time.

Their staff is not helpful. Not only can they barely direct you around the stadium, to your seats or to the freaking rest rooms, they also do not provide a ride share location pickup. Standard for most stadiums. Again, something their staff was not helpful about.

Again, I will stress, the Mets redeemed themselves for winning the games where I was in attendance.

But to answer the burning question: yes, Virginia, they are still booing Juan Soto. Why, I do not know. Soto, as far as I know, hasn’t done much of anything to piss off Diamondback fans. Alas, large contracts seem to bring out a lot of boo birds.

The bright spot? THIS.

The infamous churro dog: a long John donut, split in half, with a churro “dog”, topped with vanilla ice cream, whipped cream and chocolate syrup. Try as I might to eat it on my own, it needed to be split in half. Soto put the proverbial cherry on top by going yard for the second time while we ate this bad boy.

If you haven’t been to Phoenix, I’d only recommend if the desert is your thing. Chase Field, out of the modern stadiums, needs to do some major revamping before I’d consider visiting again.