Eff it. Brit makes fun of me for writing in the blog and my friends will call me ghey, but I don’t care. I’m writing about our recent trip to the Indian’s game for two reasons:
| A. I was given a free Boston RedSox hat and I wore it for a few days… I feel like I need to cleanse my soul. | |
| 2. I want to sort of practice this thing… get a feel for how I should write | |
| D. I was given a free Boston RedSox hat and I wore it for a few days… I feel like I need to cleanse my soul. |
So we went to see the mighty Indians take on the Cincinnati Reds. We originally wanted to eat at Cooperstown, which was a bar owned by Alice Cooper right next to the stadium formerly known as Jacobs Field. Not long ago, however, things changed in Cleveland. Jim Thome went to the White Sox (after other stops), Manny Ramirez went to Boston, Albert Belle went back to his home in Hell, Carlos Baerga went back to snorting crack, and the Indians went back to being mediocre.
So yeah, the tribe of the 90’s are gone and now we have the following truths:
- Cooperstown is now “Local Heros”
- Jacobs Field is now “Corporate Field”… I mean, “Progressive Field.”
- The Indians are now what they call “bad.”
I’m still loyal though, even if I don’t know how to pronounce the first baseman’s name… the games are still fun.
Anyway, below is the pictorial review of the mini trip.
We went to the Winking Lizard instead of Cooperstown. Good times. I love the Lizard.
When we got to the Stadium, my ADHD boss became friends with some robots that were there for the ADHD children.
At the game, we sat in the next to last row in the stadium and still had a great view.
Brittany discovered how awesome our camera was. The shot below was taken from the same seat as the shot above.
And finally, by great fortune, it rained. Everyone in the lower bowl left so we meandered down and stole their seats for an inning.
So yeah. That’s it. That’s the story. I hope the millions who read this enjoyed it… and to all those who think I’m dumb for writing a blog… suck it.
