Wrecking Ball

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Infos zum Stadion:

Das Giants-Stadion ist ein Vielzweckstadion, das in East Rutherford, New Jersey liegt. Genauer gesagt im Meadowlands Sportcomplex. Es dient hauptsächlich als das Hauptstadion für den amerikanischen Fußball Mannschaften New- York Giants und New York Jets des NFL und die New- Yorkrote Stierfußballmannschaft von MLS.

Die maximale Sitzplatzkapazität ist 78.741 und bildet somit das drittgrößte NFL-Stadion hinter dem Fedex-Feld von Washington und dem nagelneuen Cowboy-Stadion.

Es ist auch das 9.-älteste Stadion, das durch eine NFL-Mannschaft benutzt wird und es wird nach den Shows der E Street Band endgültig abgerissen werden.

Den Konzertrekord im Giants-Stadion hält Bruce Springsteen mit insgesamt 25 gespielten Shows:

1985 – Sechs Konzerte hintereinander

2003 - Zehn Konzerte hintereinander

2008 – Vier Konzerte hintereinander

2009 – Fünf Konzerte hintereinander

Wrecking Ball – Das Video:




Wrecking Ball – Der Songtext:

Wreck

I was raised out of steel here in the swamps of Jersey, some misty years ago

Through the mud and the beer, and the blood and the cheers, I’ve seen champions come and go

So if you’ve got the guts mister, yeah if you got the balls

If you think it’s your time, then step to the line, and bring on your wrecking ball

Bring on your wrecking ball

Bring on your wrecking ball

Let me see what you’ve got, take your best shot

Bring on your wrecking ball

Bring on your wrecking ball

Bring on your wrecking ball

Take your best shot, let me see what you’ve got

Bring on your wrecking ball

My home is here in the Meadowlands, where mosquitoes grow big as airplanes

Here where the blood is spilled, the arena’s filled, and Giants play the game

So come on raise up your glasses and let me hear your voices call

Come on!

Tonight all the dead are here, so bring on your wrecking ball

Bring on your wrecking ball

Bring on your wrecking ball

Yeah take your best shot, let me see what you’ve got

Bring on your wrecking ball

One, two, one two three four!

[trumpet solo]

And we know that come tomorrow, none of this will be here

So hold tight on your anger

Yeah hold tight on your anger

Hold tight to your anger, and don’t fall to your fear

Now when all this steel and these stories, they drift away to rust

And all our youth and beauty, it’s been given to the dust

And our game’s been decided, and we’re burning down the clock

And all our little victories and glories, have turned into parking lots

When your best hopes and desires, were scattered through the wind

And hard times come, hard times go

Hard times come, hard times go

Hard times come, hard times go

Hard times come, hard times go

Hard times come, hard times go

Just to come again, bring on your wrecking ball

Let me hear your voices call

Take your best shot, let me see what you’ve got, bring on your wrecking ball

Come one!

Bring on your wrecking ball

Bring on your wrecking ball

Take your best shot, let me see what you’ve got, bring on your wrecking ball

One, two, one two three four!

(Written by Bruce Springsteen)

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