Not a bad start

Miller Park is an impressive place.
It's huge.
Keeping in the tradition of the newer ballparks having some sort of tie-in to the culture and history of the city, Miller Park seems to be a nod to Milwaukee's industrial history. It's a highly engineered structure.
I'd been warned by some that it felt too much like an indoor park, but I didn't feel that way at all.
It is, however, more like a machine than an organic "ballpark".
You can see the folded girders that comprise the roof from miles away - at its peak the stadium is over 300 feet tall. The last row of seats in the 4th deck only reaches about halfway to the top of the outer structure.
The park pretty much stops at the centerfield fence and goes straight up from there. It feels compacted horizontally, but, again, goes up for miles.

The city of Milwaukee has definitely caught Brewers fever. A sell-out crowd was there, and thousands were tailgating beforehand. With all the tables of food, portable grills and beer cans it felt more like a college football game.
The fact that the Brewers are in first place actually made this feel kind of like a rivalry game, which I didn't really expect. There was an almost Vikings-Packers atmosphere.
And there were a lot of Twins fans. Our seats, 20th row behind home plate, were in the midst of a big throng of Twins fans, which was nice.

On a down note, since this is Miller Park we're talking about, your beer options are pretty limited. We did find a Leinie's stand.
The hot dogs were small but cheap ($2.75) and good. The 'secret stadium sauce' was awesome.
It was Paul Molitor bobble-head night, but unfortunately someone stole the bobbleheads out from under me and Brienne's seats.
Boo.

After the game we didn't want to deal with traffic, so we walked around the stadium to a TGI Fridays that resides in left field. We sat there and had a couple more beers and appetizers with a window seat to the field, watching the grounds crew prep the field for Saturday. We wanted to watch the roof close, but they didn't do it.

By the way, the Twins played awesome, which made it a million times more fun.
I knew Torii Hunter would hit a grand slam, because that's what he does when the bases are loaded. Jeff Cirillo killed his former team (he was met with a surprising number of boos from the crowd), and Boof was on fire. The only run he gave up should've been unearned, as Luis Castillo misplayed a candy-hop in the first inning.
11 K's for Boof, and he now has 56 Ks in 50 innings. He was consistently hitting 94 on the gun, and even caught 96 a couple times. His curve was awesome, too, which made for a long night for the Brewers.
Today we're probably going to hit the Milwaukee Zoo, and if there's time, tour the Miller Brewery. Then it's back to the park for the season debut of one Scott Baker.