My very first Opening Day.
Let’s get one thing straight — I’m getting old (I turn 25 in August) — and if we really only get one go-round on this lovely planet of ours, I’m running out of time. With that in mind, I decided to come up with a bucket list of sorts. First on the agenda: Opening Day. As a lifelong Tribe fan, it was only natural I spend what I consider a national holiday with the Cleveland Indians. Here are a few pictures from the before, during and after:
Major League-themed jerseys and beer cans — there were plenty of both to be seen during what I like to call “Opening Morning” in downtown Cleveland.
In an effort no bartender could compete with, a specially-trained Dalmatian passed out bottles of the best Belgian brew I’ve ever tasted.
A worthy cause, this man successfully conjured several Opening Day fans to open their wallets.
The view from my seat at Progressive Field, blurred in an attempt to convey my state throughout most of the 16 inning showdown.
Special thanks to Aria Mirabile for providing visual documentation of Opening Day 2012.