For the umpteenth year in a row, I’ve decided to go to Opening Day for my beloved Cleveland Indians at Progressive Field. (Man… it still sounds weird. It’ll always be Jacob’s Field in my mind). I decided that I didn’t want to pay the ridiculous “convenience fees” by ordering my tickets online so I made my way downtown to the Progressive Field box office on a VERY foggy day in downtown Cleveland. It was so foggy that it looked like a scene straight out of Silent Hill. Thanks to tweep @AmandaKrupitzer for the reference. I really do try not to bitch about the weather in Northeast Ohio cause let’s face it… the weather’s going to suck until about mid May. For some reason I was particularly intrigued by the fog on this day.
As I kept making my way toward the field, and as I said I just couldn’t believe just how foggy it was so I took a couple more shots as I went. This one was particularly crazy. For non-Clevelanders who may be reading, this is the famous wall in downtown where a former Cleveland icon was outstretched in his “Witness” pose. *cough* Dick *cough* (Not that I’m bitter). In all seriousness, if you’re interested my take on the whole LeBron situation from a while back check these out:
- Seriously? A Prime Time Press Conference?!?!
- A Non-Sports Look At The LeBron Situation
- And Just Like That, King James Is No More
- My Final Sign Off On LeBron
When I finally made it to the Indians Team Shop I couldn’t help but stop and snap one more picture. I sure hope we’ve got better weather (and more visibility) on Opening Day!
I had a bittersweet experience with actually buying my tickets. It was completely awesome because I did in fact get tickets to Opening Day which regardless of the weather is going to rock. I was a little bit surprised (and actually kind of proud) that Progressive Field was nearly sold out! There will be three of us going and my only options for a block of 3 seats were in the $70 club level or section 509 – the nosebleeds. Note that I chose the nosebleeds. I found out a couple of days later that I’m about the world’s worst big brother as I was supposed to get a 4th ticket for my brother and failed miserably. FML. Marko, I promise to make it up to you. After all, WrestleMania 27 IS that Sunday!
And finally… the whole point of this post. Opening Day baby! Go Tribe!!!
