AP Images/Ringer illustration The Athletics may leave Oakland, but their impact will remain. From his last A's game at the Coliseum, one writer reflects on family, his native city, and a lifetime of fandom. The familiar smells of street food, swamp water, and urine permeate the air as I cross the bridge that leads from the Coliseum BART station to the Oakland-Alameda County Coliseum a few minutes before the first pitch of a July 19 matchup between the Oakland A's and the Los Angeles Angels. For the past three decades, I've taken this hallowed path to countless shows, sporting events, and smoked-out concerts. As a kid, I'd take the BART to see the Raiders and A's on Sunday afternoons and long summer days. As an adolescent, I'd pull up to KMEL Summer Jam across the concourse at Oracle Arena to see Kendrick Lamar or E-40. As an adult, I spent many more nights here covering the Warriors during their dynastic run. But tonight's walk is particularly nostalgic. I'm here, for the last time, to see my beloved Athletics in person before they play out the rest of the 2024 season and then leave Oakland for good. Since moving west in 1968, the Athletics have inspired every possible emotion in...