ROAD TRIP: First Installment – Cincinnati OH
YES! I am voluntarily going on a road trip visiting baseball parks and the NFL Hall of Fame. I mention my intentions for my vacation to many with an overwhelming response ” why not the beach?” Because as my readers know, I LOVE SPORTS. Any chance I get to enhance my sports experience, knowledge or actuality, I WILL. Plus, I am more into beer than I am bathing suits right now . . .
FIRST STOP: Great American Ball Park, Cincinnati OH – Courtesy of Mo Egger, of WLW & WCKY radio in Cincy, you can check him 
out at http://1530homer.com/pages/mo.html, where you can enjoy the Cincinnati sports rhetoric and the insightful female commentary to this statement “August 31st, 2009, when the Reds played the Pirates in front of maybe 1,500 people.” My husband, Jason, and I were at the afternoon game today and there were BARELY that many people at the park and the “paid attendance” was 11,516 – I thought to myself, who in the heck are you trying to impress? Seriously? Besides that weird calculation, there were many fabulous, and several funny, things about our trip to Cincy this far. Including:
WOOHOO! You can buy beer in a coinvienence store . . .
Okay, you got me, that wasn’t the first thing I realized, but it was VERY high up on the priority list . . .
Pittsburgh 6AM – First stop 9:30AM – While you are driving from Pittsburgh to Cincinnati, you don’t realize how southern you are getting. We stopped about 30 miles outside of Cincy at a Mickey Ds (Jeffersontown?) – cause its the ONLY recognizable stop for a good 80 mile stretch – and the accent was crazy! One of the workers was shouting over and over again- CAN WE GET FRESH EGGS WITH THAT BIG BREAKFAST? in an insane southern accent – just stop and say that to yourself several times . . . crazy.
Cincinnati’s Great American Ball Park is gorgeous – the only thing I didn’t like is that you can’t see the field from the entire concourse.
As we got in the ball park after sneaking a quick chugging of a couple miller lites – you never want to take chances in visiting ball parks with drinking in public – just fyi . . . we bought a couple of beers – 16 oz plastics at $7.50 a piece . . . so we were paying a buck fifty each beer pair more than we do at PNC PArk in Pittsburgh – but guess what? We don’t care, we are on VACATION!!!
Then, we turn around the corner and find a BAR. A real live bar where you can order SHOTS. Yes, shots . . . so Jason and I did some tequila. Who wants to hear my joke? Okay, you do . . .
Why did the husband throw his wife over the bridge?
TEQUILA!!! Get it? I hope so . . .
Anyway, here are a few more observations on our trip so far:
LOVE the highlight zone with 13 flat screen TVs – although only 4 were ON while we were there . . .
Weird, random, female fan overdosed on tanning and had an accordian skin two rows in front of us . . . gross.
Loved the Skyline Chili Dogs – got a FREE dog and just LOVED the dish . . . Big ‘n Rich weren’t lyin . . .
Met a few extra cool fans – including the newly 21 year olds, Kelly & Ben . . . both them and their parents were FAB!
The Police Officers were also top notch, including Officers, Jodice & Brehm . . . picture coming soon!
Thanks for a great expderince, Cincinnati!
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Courtesy of my sister-in-law, I’d like to share with you a hockey sign that should go down in the hockey annals as one of the funniest, most creative expressions of fan frustration EVER . . .
Hopefully that made you smile . . .
Read Full Post | Make a Comment ( None so far )That Dude . . .
You know that dude . . .
No matter what type of sports fan you are, there’s that dude . . .
The dude that seems to have your team’s number EVERY time. You involuntarily start to dry heave when you see him on TV making an amazing play. You actually hate him. And if he happens to get injured, you don’t feel bad.
You know that dude. Or dudes . . .
At this very moment, there are two players that I want to punch in the face.
Alexander Ovechkin, Washington Capitals: He always answers. It’s the match up the NHL dreamed about all season. Sid “The Kid” Crosby versus Alexander “The (puke) Great” Ovechkin in the playoffs battling for bragging rights in a well documented hate – hate relationship. Through two games, he has responded to every goal and has matched Crosby’s 4 goals in the series with 4 of his own. His excessive celebrating and lack of respect for his competition makes him the NHL’s version of Terrell Owens, except he doesn’t drop the puck and is leading his team, not destroying it. I can’t stand him.
Matt Garza, Tampa Bay Rays: Spitface. It seems like every time the camera is on him, he is spitting on the 
mound. In between EVERY pitch. Annoying. Even more annoying is the fact that the Red Sox just can’t figure him out. His ONLY two wins this season have come against Boston. Since his stellar Game 7 performance in the ALCS last year, which earned him MVP honors, Garza has dominated my team. In his last start versus the Sox, he engineered a 13-0 win with 10 strikeouts, taking a no-hitter into the 7th inning before Jacoby Ellsbury got to him. That clobbering made Garza 7-1 with a 2.54 ERA in 10 career starts against Boston. ARGGGHHHHHH!
For now, that’s who I am hating on . . .
P.S. Of course, you would love to have that dude on YOUR team . . . Jerks.
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Stacy ON Sports 