From Brett Stone, April 1 2014  It was a press conference like no other before it. The Los Angeles Dodgers made MLB history on Monday when they announced the opening of the first vapor lounge for medical marijuana users in a major league ballpark.

“We had numerous requests in the off season for an area for patients to consume their medicine from season ticket holders who are medical marijuana patients as well as Dodger fans” said Dodger spokesperson Frank Lee. “We explored the legal options, consulted with the city and felt this would be the best way for us to accomodate our fans and to help make their experience at the ballpark a more enjoyable one” he added. 

With seating for 60, the new Dodger stadium vapor lounge is located in the lower level concession area located in left field and is between the concession stands for “Canter’s Deli” and “Krispy Creme Donuts.” No alcohol will be allowed inside the Dodger stadium vapor lounge. 

The fee to enter and use the Dodger Stadium Vapor Lounge is $20.00 per game or $249.00 for a season pass. Patients are required to register with the Dodgers team office in advance of games, there will be no same day verification or admittance. A copy of your current medical marijuana recommendation and a copy of your state issued driver license or id must be faxed or emailed to the Dodgers office and you will receive confirmation once your paperwork has been approved. If you have any questions please contact the Dodger team office. 

Opening night of the new Dodger Stadium Vapor Lounge is this Friday night against the San Francisco Giants. 

Retro Message:  This clever April Fool’s Day item induced one high-level pot partisan to share it with his list…
 
No foolin’: a “Doobie Section” flourished at the Oakland Coliseum in the mid-1970s. Everybody knew about it and called it that. If you friends were going to be at the game, you’d say, “Meet you at the Doobie Section at half time…” Doug A. thinks it got going in ’73-74. “It seriously began to grow,” he recalls, “and by the championship season it was wall-to-wall (actually ramp-to-ramp) with potheads.  When they let Gus Williams go to Seattle the following year I stopped going. But much like the ’60s: if you were really there you can’t remember much.”

O’S would appreciate hearing from anyone with memories of this beloved institution, which was not an April Fool’s joke. I can still see the uniformed guards, in an at-ease stance, neither approving nor participating.  Head over to our contact form to share your story.