PART 1: Cincinnati:
Got on the road Wednesday evening and stayed overnight in (GASP) Columbus, Ohio. Enemy territory. It went OK, except for a kid, maybe 13 years old, walked by me on my way to breakfast, got 5 paces past me and launched an "O-H" in my direction. I guess Ohio State fans' "thing" is to spell out the name of the state they live in. Um, is it me or, is Ohio the easiest state name in the union to spell? It's a 4-letter word that uses 3 letters of the alphabet.
At Michigan they do the wave seven different ways, backwards, two at a time, slow motion, fast motion, reverse waves, etc... At tOSU they spell OHIO. Awesome, you are all terrific.
Left after breakfast, got to Cincy, got a little lost looking for parking, but worked it out in time for lineups and the anthem. Great American Ballpark is AMAZING. It's top 5, only held back by the fact that it's in Ohio, and all the red made me want to be ill. The sight-lines are tremendous, the location, on the river, is perfect, and the walkways are tremendously spacious. Not a fan of their signature food...the coney dog (google it), but everything about GABP is awesome, except for the team that plays in it (besides Brandon Phillips).
The woman in front of me was priceless. She stood up at inappropriate times, kept looking down on the lower deck for who knows what, and had a reverse camel toe. She was to Jennifer Love Hewitt what Dusty Baker is to Joe Torre (the managing match-up that day, see how I did that? Clever right?)
Click that baby to enlarge if you want even more hot-ness.
Part 2: THE Ohio State University:
This will go down on MY permanent record, it's set, I won't edit this. Ohio State's campus, especially around their athletic facilities is AMAZING. It's so clean, well laid-out, modern...just, really impressive and you know how much that is killing me to say. But that didn't prevent me from this:
...Still, OSU was really impressive. I met some fans who busted my balls, but in the end were really cool. The one Dad even gave Michigan credit because they actually let you run around on the field in the off-season. You can't touch the sacred FieldTurf at the Horseshoe apparently. I told the kids if we ran on the field they couldn't catch all of us, but the parents weren't letting that happen.
Part 3: Pittsburgh:
On the way to the 'Burgh Ralph and I got some dinner at Sonic. For some reason we get a million Sonic commercials in Buffalo but we don't have a Sonic, so Ralph wanted a piece of some Sonic tots. He then wanted to go buy some videos after filling up at Sonic.
...this was taken in front of maybe 100 people eating dinner and laughing at me.
It's almost un-reportable when I got to the 'Burgh now. I am there all the damn time. I have seen the Pirates at PNC more than I have seen the Bisons this season. The game was horse-shit. A 1--0 Pirates win in the 12th inning with the only run coming on an error by Jays shortstop John McDonald. AWFUL, but my seat was fantastic, and the fireworks are the best fireworks I have ever seen. It's got a lot to do with the river and the cityscape along with the fireworks, but the 'Burgh is always good, this trip was no different.
The Fireworks, the only thing that made me stay through the entire game:
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