Not only are the Giants glad to be leaving the Great American Ballpark, but I am, too. There’s nothing mirthful or scientifically plausible about the weirdness that goes on in Cincinnati, it’s just pure destruction. Usually of the Giants pitching, but also of the norms and values of a baseball game.
And the whole Skyline Chili thing... yes, it’s better to view games in Cincinnati like the post-consumption results of said chili. Just let it run right through us.
Am I being soft on Coors Field, the next unfortunate stop on the Giants’ road trip?