Day 4: On the Ohio Valley Line (9/11)
Unusual for a last day of the trip, it was event-filled.
First off was breakfast in the Camp Washington neighborhood, at Camp Washington Chili, under the watchful muraled eye of a queened-up George Washington. (Quite camp, Washington.)
We then headed southwest to Louisville, where we stopped in at Zachary Taylor National Cemetery to check in on the 12th president before heading downtown for a day game between Louisville’s Bats (obviously) and Indianapolis.
Chad worked his connections with the Indianapolis players for free tickets, but it was the Louisville fans who went home happy with a tie-breaking home run in the bottom of the ninth.
The second event in our day-night doubleheader was three hours away in Huntington. And while it was mindblowing to hit green lights at all but two intersections in the three and a half miles between the interstate and Marshall’s campus, we were going to be late in any case.
We missed most of the first quarter, but since it was the home opener, the opponent (North Carolina Central) was never expected to be mount much of a challenge. Corrected as predicted: Marshall 44-10.
I tweaked one of Chad’s postgame traditions. Normally, he would stop at the Cookout near campus for a post-game ride-home treat. But since I was driving, I bypassed the traffic and stopped at the Cross Lanes Cookout instead.
First off was breakfast in the Camp Washington neighborhood, at Camp Washington Chili, under the watchful muraled eye of a queened-up George Washington. (Quite camp, Washington.)
We then headed southwest to Louisville, where we stopped in at Zachary Taylor National Cemetery to check in on the 12th president before heading downtown for a day game between Louisville’s Bats (obviously) and Indianapolis.
Chad worked his connections with the Indianapolis players for free tickets, but it was the Louisville fans who went home happy with a tie-breaking home run in the bottom of the ninth.
The second event in our day-night doubleheader was three hours away in Huntington. And while it was mindblowing to hit green lights at all but two intersections in the three and a half miles between the interstate and Marshall’s campus, we were going to be late in any case.
We missed most of the first quarter, but since it was the home opener, the opponent (North Carolina Central) was never expected to be mount much of a challenge. Corrected as predicted: Marshall 44-10.
I tweaked one of Chad’s postgame traditions. Normally, he would stop at the Cookout near campus for a post-game ride-home treat. But since I was driving, I bypassed the traffic and stopped at the Cross Lanes Cookout instead.