For the past ten plus seasons my buddy and I have had an annual tradition of attending the Toronto Blue Jays home opener at the Dome. The games have always been fun and the crowd is always pumped up (maybe a little too jacked up sometimes) but this year we wanted to switch it up.
He suggested the season opener instead in Cleveland against the Indians. I didn’t hesitate and we scored second row seats beside the Jays dugout in five minutes on Stubhub (great site). I was anxiously waiting for the workweek to be over and was equally excited to be going to a great ballpark I have never attended, Jacobs Field (ok, Progressive).
The night prior was a bit too fun, and long and the next morning was a bit hazy but we hit the road with enough time to spare. The drive was fun as it was a bit different and I hadn’t been heading to this part of Ohio since a childhood trip to Cedar Point.
When we hit Cleveland we were pulled over by an Ohio State Trooper (to no surprise). It was either our foreign license plates, suspicious maple syrup leaking out of the tail pipe or the fact we were going 5-6 mPH over the speed limit.
He must have saw our Blue Jays gear (and the fact we were hung over) and showed mercy on us as he let us go with just a warning for going a bit over the speed limit. We also plead metric ignorance and that might have helped, either way we were back on track.