Attending last’s night Indians game defiantly had it’s moments, both good and bad.
It was good to get to Cleveland before 5:00 and to have two hours to hang out before the game.
It was bad that it took us 25 minutes to walk to Panini’s when it should have taken no more than 5.
It was good we found a parking deck for $5 instead of $10 or $15.
It was bad I had to pay for the parking.
It was good to get to Panini’s and get a 24 oz. Miller Lite for $4. ($3 cheaper than at the game)
It was bad we had to stand while we drank the first beer.
It was good when a big group of people left and we were able to grab two seats and finally sit down.
It was bad there were so many Red Sox fans at the bar.
It was good to have a table right on the corner of E. 9th and Prospect with two strippers on the corner passing out free admission passes to The Hustler Club.
It was bad that the strippers are gross and I would never want to see them naked, let alone pay to see them naked.
It was good to go to a game on Dollar Dog Night.
It wasn’t so good to wait a half hour in line for the hot dogs.
It was good to get six dogs for me and a buddy.
It was bad to eat three and realize you wanted more but didn’t feel like waiting in line again.
It was good when a hot dog vender walked down our row yelling “dollar hot dogs!”
It was bad when that hot dog from the vender turned out to be the worst hot dog of the night.
There’s no better hot dog than $1 hot dog, unless you get it from the vender.
It was good to go to a game where C.C. Sabathia was pitching.
It was bad to go to a game where Daisuke Matsuzaka was pitching.
It was good C.C. gave up only one run on five hits.
It was bad the Indians offense couldn’t support C.C.
It was good Sizemore had two hits and two steals.
It was bad Peralta had to first pitch outs in critical situations.
It was good we sat next to next two four young ladies.
It was bad they were ugly and Red Sox fans.
It was good our seats were in right center field, directly below the Batter’s Eye bar.
It was bad I was driving and couldn’t drink like the others were.
It was good to see some friends I haven’t seen in a long time that I missed.
It was bad seeing some friends I haven’t seen in a long time that I didn’t.
It was good the game was a well battled pitchers duel.
It was bad that those games are boring to watch in person.
It was bad the Indians lost my first visit to the Jac this year.
It’s good I’ll be back again on August 12 (my birthday for all those fans who want to send me something) when the Tribe plays the hated Yankees and I will have been drinking since 9 am and ready to give those Yankee fans hell (yes Graig, I will be the drunk idiot yelling at all those fake fans, just like you).
One thing that really bothered me last night was the abundance of Red Sox fans at the game. It was probably a 70-30 ratio and that’s way to much for a home game with a team who is in playoff contention. I want to know how many of these “fans” were fans before 2004 or did they all jump on board because it was the cool thing to do. Just an example of how stupid Red Sox fans are, there was this one idiot two rows in front of us, wearing a jersey with “EROCK” on the back (gay right there) then every time the Indians hit the ball hard and a Red Sox made the catch, he’d stand up and say “oh, this close, he was this close” and hold his fingers a few inches a part. If he did this once or twice it would have been fine, but he did it at least a dozen times. Very creative. The only thing I’m not looking forward to at the game against the Yankees is seeing how much more annoying Yankees are going to be.