How about we start this week’s column with a little scene setting, eh?
The date is April 8, 2013. The place is downtown Cleveland. The time is 3 p.m., and all throughout the city, a “Tribe Vibe” has engulfed residents.
Over 40,000 Cleveland Indians fans are in the downtown vicinity in some capacity, and the excitement over the Tribe’s home opener is visible at just about every corner. Anxious fans are already filing into Progressive Field while others are enjoying the team’s Rally Alley outside the stadium.
A few blocks down, an enormous party is permeating through the city. People are crammed together so tight that there’s hardly any breathing room inside local watering holes like Panini’s, Thirsty Parrot, Harry Buffalo, The Winking Lizard and City Tap.
Sure, it’s a tight squeeze, even somewhat uncomfortable at times, but the atmosphere is just something special. Junk food is being eaten, beers are being drunk, and, most importantly, memories are being made.
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