This trip has already had more ups and downs than I could have ever imagined. And it's only been about nine days.
Tuesday in Pittsburgh:
We slept in and bummed all day. We laid around Nat's pool for a couple hours and just relaxed. After a day of rest, we drove into Pittsburgh early for the game. We rode the Duquesne Incline...which is basically just a trolly car that goes straight up and gives a good view of Pittsburgh (if there is such a thing). Then we rode a ferry across the three rivers and over to PNC park.
The Tribe-Pirates game was exactly what I expected. David Huff pitched for the Tribe and gave up four or five hits in eight innings of solid shut-out work. We had a five run lead (5-0) going into the bottom of the ninth. I told Sam, don't get too excited yet, the Tribe's bullpen will make an attempt to blow this game. First batter, Adam Laroche, hits a HR out of the stadium and into the Allegany River. We give up another run, then Kerry Wood comes in and gives up two more runs and loads the bases. So now it's 5-4, the bases are loaded and there are two outs. Count is full. And FINALLY Kerry Wood gets Laroche to fly out to end the game. GO TRIBE!
After the game we went to a bar near Nat's house. They had $2 well drinks and it was Karaoke Night. To make a long story short, I ended up singing a duet to Only the Good Die Young with our new friend Jen, a 42 year old professor from Duquesne University. All-in-all, a GREAT NIGHT.
Wednesday:
Sam and I are both in great moods. Things could not be any better on so many levels. Until our Karma decides to start evening itself out. The car breaks down in Uniontown, PA. We spend a half hour to an hour just trying to find a mechanic. We finally find one, and they are actually really helpful, for the right price of course. So it takes two more hours to fix the car, and we spend it watching the Steve Gilkos Show (used to be the security guard from Springer), the Tyra Banks Show, and Arthur (yeah, the aardvark). So a three hour detour in the middle of nowhere PA set us back a little. We were way late for the Nationals game last night...strolled in around the fifth inning.
The game was against the Red Sox. Let me reiterate how much I dislike Red Sox fans (except for you Meg...you're the best). There were probably twice as many Sox fans as Nats fans, and it tends to make the game less fun when 95% of them are obnoxious. Plus, it's always good to see the home team win and their fans actually care. I'm not sure the city of DC knows the Nats exist.
Last night we arrived at our new place in Alexandria, VA around 11pm. We're staying with a friend of the family Chris and his wife Jodi. They had muffins and beers (Yuengling is starting to turn into an obsession for me. I love this stuff) waiting for us when we got in. Sounds like an odd combination, but it doesn't get much better. And I got to meet Smokey III last night for those of you who know Smokey and Smokey Jr.
Side Note: Cavs get Shaq in a trade for Ben Wallace (washed up and about to retire), Sasha Pavlovic (sucks and has always sucked), the 46th pick in the weakest draft in recent history, and $500K in cash. I'd say it's a steal. As our host Chris so eloquently put it, The Big Cactus becomes The Big Guitar.
Hasta Manana,
Matt
THANK YOU SO MUCH NAT FOR SHOWING US A GREAT TIME IN THE NORTH HILLS. EVEN THOUGH WE WERE IN PITTSBURGH, YOU PROVED THAT IT'S NOT WHERE YOU ARE BUT WHO YOU'RE WITH THAT REALLY MATTERS. WE'LL BE BACK AGAIN SOON TO MAKE OUR MUCH AWAITED RETURN TO THE HIGHLAND AND THE DUTCHESS. TALK TO YOU SOON. THANKS AGAIN!!!
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