Yea, the woeful Indians lost again last night to the Anaheim Angels, below a warm, purpling sky near the Cuyahoga River.
They made it close, however, which is not easy to do against a team that (after their 5-4 win last night) has no player with a batting average below .300.
I hadn't heard much of Cleveland other than the Drew Carey Show and that the River had caught on fire in the 1990's because it was overflowing with human shit.
But seriously... what's not to love. We all we kind of silent driving in, because the trip from Chicago was over six hours, until Dan finally broke it with, "I like Cleveland..."
Pretty much everyone agreed, especially since we didn't have to worry about parking, traffic, or small hotel rooms like we did in Chicago.
And that skyline... amazing...
I finally understand what Tina Fey's boyfriend meant in 30 Rock when he said, "If the whole world moved to their favourite vacation spots then the whole world would live in Hawaii, Italy, and Cleveland."
Plus, everyone's a model west of the Allegheny.
We also received another two noise complaints, one before and after the game, as a result of drinking games and "Sexy Bitch" playing on repeat.
In fact, I was kind of sad to leave Cleveland... and our massive hotel rooms. I'm also loving the amount of beer pong that's played in bars down here, and drunk college kids are a little less intense/"faggy" than those in Vancouver or Toronto.
Not to mention, the sewage has remained below surface level for quite some time.
Note: Mike Daly won the chug-off in the All-Star Beer Chugging Challenge. Congratulations.
Also Note: James Hall won the Legend of the Night for the first time, after winning a bet with a bartender on what pitcher Dan Haren's age is.
UP NEXT: Canton and Pittsburgh
