The annual trek to Cincinnati was a success. A Mets win makes all of the travel time worth it. For posterity’s sake, I wanted to summarize this year’s game experience.
Every year the interactions with Reds’ fans is typically fun. This year wasn’t any different as it started when we stopped outside of Cincinnati to fill up our tanks:
One of our regular readers (@kelstarcher) wondered if I threw him an air claw.
We got caught in some traffic and missed batting practice. Slight bummer, but were able to make it to our seats right after the national anthem.
Once we got settled in, I started tweeting the experience. Of course, my first tweet failed because I attached a picture and I imagine it was too large of a file or something lame like that. Maybe next year I take a member of our technical staff with us.
Anyway, here goes the game time tweets.
My reaction to J Bay ending the first inning run scoring extravaganza with another strikeout:
My reply to @MetsFanInPhilly after asking me if I was at the game:
During past ventures to the Great American Ballpark, I have been impressed with the overall baseball intelligence of Cincy fans. Last night was a break from the norm. It was about this time (Brandon Phillips first at bat) that I first witnessed what would be a recurring theme behind me:
I tried to spend some time observing things you normally don’t get to see when watching the game on TV:
The hash tag at the end was actually:
#nottheguyisouldstandnxttoconsideringinjuryhistoryofthemets. Damn technical staff, where are you guys?
Back to the in game tweets.
An absolute must:
Carlos Beltran had just scored on a sacrifice fly by J Bay:
The huge video screen in left field runs a promotion with Bronson Arroyo narrating. Something about healthy kids making healthy choices. I don’t recall because I was distracted by the following thought:
More from the super fans after Jose pops up in the seventh inning ending his night at the plate with an 0 for 5 performance:
At this point in the night, having the technical staff with me again would have been helpful. I sent another failed tweet giving an air claw to Shannon, the nicest concession stand worker ever. No joke. She somehow made a trip in which I dropped ten bucks on popcorn and a lemon icey a pleasant experience. Well done Shannon.
Several minutes later I became frustrated that I couldn’t find the Atlanta/Pittsburgh score on the out of town scoreboard:
After Pedro Beato got Drew Stubbs to fly out to end the eighth I tweeted the following (I wonder how many started to re-consider as the Reds made it interesting in the ninth?).
Another year, another trip. I’m already looking forward to next season’s excursion. I want to take a second to thank Sandy Alderson for listening to me. Thanks Mr. Alderson!
See you next year Cincinnati.