Jacobs Field - You Can't Always Get What You Want

My Brother and me Outside Jacobs Field

Cleveland Indians Game Ticket

Day two we found ourselves in Cleveland, OH to see the Indians play.  This was stadium number three of thirty on our long journey. We got to the game when the gates opened hoping to catch some batting practice before the game, but because the teams played late into the night the previous night they decided not to hold BP. This was a little discouraging to my brother and me because we were just two youngsters looking to burn off some energy by running around the park before the game. Also, by not having batting practice, we were unable to get any baseballs this game.  Unfortunately, it turns out that Jacobs Field is the only stadium in the league that we didn't get a baseball at. Although we were young, we quickly learned we couldn't get everything we wanted.  We knew we had five more stadiums to see that week, and hours left to run around and try to catch a few baseballs so we were just happy to have seen a game at yet another unique stadium. One of the coolest things about "The Jake" was the man in the outfield that would pound on a giant drum in the leftfield bleachers to get the crowd to make noise.  The drum echoed throughout the entire stadium each time the Indians tried to put together a rally and score some runs.  We didn't spend a whole lot of time in Cleveland, but we did see the Gund Arena (Currently Quicken Loans Arena), home to the Cleveland Cavaliers. Once out of Cleveland we had a day off before seeing our next game in Boston. We needed a break from baseball (well at least my mom did), so on our day off we decided to go to Niagara Falls in New York.  It was an amazing sight.  We stood there speechless listening and watching millions of gallons of water plummet over 150 feet to the rocks below.  This made us realize how insignificant we are compared to the works of Mother Nature. Sitting in the car driving away you could still hear the sound of rushing water echoing in your ears as we headed 8 1/2 hours east for some more baseball the next day.