Brewers vs Reds in Cincinnati 2010

It is well known by now that the home of the sombrero is the left field bleachers at Miller Park. When we go on the road we try to sit in their left field bleachers to maintain a sense of consistency. I've been to The GABP before but I sat on the field level. I didn't know that their left field bleachers would be so far up and so far away. How would the cameras be able to pick us up from here? Up here it IS hard to miss, which goes against everything we believe in by wearing a sombrero. But they were the cheapest tickets in the stadium and we think with our wallets.

We like to stand up for the entire game, which is why we hang out in the left field bleachers (well actually the space behind it) at Miller Park. If we remained in our actual seats out in left field at GABP we would block people's view of the game if we stood for the whole game. So we decided to move to right field. This wasn't much better as the top row put us behind some kids wearing horrendous Christmas sweaters and a group of Boy Scouts out on a field trip. The sweater kids minded their own business (thanks to their Mom keeping them in line) but the Boy Scouts were a bunch of little bastards. They gave us shit for being Brewers fans and because I live by the philosophy that no one is exempt, I heckled back. And even though I refrained myself from swearing, I held nothing back in my retort. Next time work on a merit badge in Insulting pal. Those little idiots.

I don't care to read other people's reviews of baseball stadiums. I don't care about your opinion. Sorry. All that I know is that Great American Ball Park is a piece of shit and the city of Cincinnati sucks and I hope that I never go back there. How's that for a stadium review? It's not a long roadtrip as far as they go so go there if you must, but don't say that I didn't warn you. There's a reason drunks yell go back to Cincinnati.

While it is bothersome that people approach you trying to take your picture (that's the reason I carry my own digital camera pal) I once again allowed them to do their job. This time it was a hot girl that asked permission so I willingly fell prey to her demands. They targeted my weakness - attention from the female sex. Those bastards. But then I counteracted their evil ply by engaging in conversation with said female and I found out that these picture takers have to meet their quota. She mentioned she was falling short today, so I played the hero card and helped this damsel in distress. Unfortunately instead of going home with this princess I got Kevin. Hell of a fairy tale ending.

We bought our tickets separate from Mad Man Dave Foley and Friends, and it took us 9 innings to realize that we were sitting right in front of them. We naturally started a little friendly banter with him, and when he responded, a Cincinnati Reds fan next to me shouted back, "Sit down ya drunk bastard!" Someone just got put in their place.

The left field bleachers are the place to be if you want to meet interesting characters. This guy in the red and white looked like Kenny Powers from the TV show "Eastbound and Down." He kept on yelling out in support, "Jonny Gomes!" (for the Reds left fielder) and then turned on him when he made a crucial fielding error. "You're the reason we're still here!"

Life in the right field bleachers wasn't what it was cracked up to be, which is probably why we never hang out there. We spent a few innings there which in my opinion is a few innings too many. After getting a different perspective for a change we returned back to our original seats to watch the epic conclusion of this meaningless game. See it didn't matter if the Brewers won or lost this game, but for personal reason I hoped they win.