6-17-11 Progressive Field

I booked Amy and I tickets on megabus.com for a bus headed to Cleveland for the Pirates-Indians series.  It cost me $3 to go there, and $5 for the return fare, since I booked it a couple weeks in advance.  You can’t beat that.

This was my second game of the year at Progressive Field, which is way down from last year when I attended 19.

Upon entering the stadium and looking for baseballs, I found one in Heritage Park in center field.  Unreachable with my arm, I used the ‘Cleveland stick’ to reach under the wall and snag this one.

My second ball of the day was a Travis Hafner home run that landed several rows behind me that I was able to grab before a couple of other fans.

Moments later, Hafner hit another home run that I snagged on the fly for ball #3.

A couple minutes after that, I noticed a ball land in the trees of Heritage Park.  I ran over and was able to reach in and grab it without the use of any device.

In the meantime, there were a few balls in the bullpen.  I ended up glove tricking one of them after at least 10 attempts at knocking the ball closer to the wall.  Once the ball was close enough to the wall, I reeled it in for ball #5, and was given a round of applause by those fans who watched the whole ordeal.

When the Pirates came out to hit, one of the Buccos hit a home run that landed on the bullpen roof in center field.

I used the Cleveland stick – which reaches 6 feet (plus at least three feet of my arm length) to just barely reach it.

I gave it away to a father and son who stood closeby and watched the whole thing:

The father thanked me profusely and insisted that I take six blow pops in return for the ball.

Less than a minute after snagging ball #6, Daniel McCutchen ran past while doing sprints and flipped a ball up into the stands, right to me.  I didn’t even ask for it.  Maybe it was my bright gold shirt.  Regardless, it was my seventh of the day.

I finished batting practice in left field and was tossed #8 by Jeff Karstens.  I had given up asking Jeff Karstens for balls in 2009, because he had completely ignored every request that I ever put in for a ball.  I didn’t even ask for this particular ball.  A batter hit it off the left field wall, Jeff ran over, picked it up, looked at me, and fired it right to me.

After batting practice, I was thrown ball #9 in the Pirates bullpen by bullpen catcher Herbie Andrade.

I left right after that, despite needing just one more for double digits.  Amy was waiting in the hotel, and I wanted to go out to eat with her.

We went to East 4th street, where there are a few restaurants and was seemingly the only stretch of any street in Cleveland that wasn’t abandoned and boarded up.

We ate at Zocalo – a Mexican restaurant, and it was fantastic.  The entrance was a little iffy, but everything else was first class.

From the chips, to the quesadillas, to the dessert that we shared.  A++

From the chips, to the quesadillas, to the dessert that we shared.

A++

After that, we walked back to the hotel room for a brief 15 minute pit stop, and then went back out to explore the city.  We walked around for an hour or two, and watched the fireworks after the game from the rooftop on a parking garage downtown.

Those couple hours were by far my favorite of the entire weekend trip.

Here’s today’s baseballs (8 pictures because I gave one away):

Sweet spots:

STATISTICS:
Game:  9 balls (3 hit, 3 thrown, 3 device)
Season:  227 balls (87 hit, 49 thrown, 56 device, 226 found)
Games: 37 games
Average:  6.14 balls per game
Career:  1,349 balls
Attendance: 38,549

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