To the City of Bridges and Back - Chapter 2: Rain, Art, and Soccer in Pittsburgh
I remembered this city fondly from my last trip here in 2010, and there was still plenty I wanted to see seven years later—so much so that I had taken extra time off my day job to spend the day wandering before all of my friends arrived.
Out of the Basin, Up to Nippert.
At the risk of sounding redundant, I'll keep my comments brief. If you read back in February, I editorialized my excitement for the coming of FC Cincinnati, the city's latest pro sports franchise. I spoke about what the team meant to me, what it meant for the city, and what I was doing to support both. Over the weekend, FCC held its first home match, a 2-1 victory of Charlotte.
I documented the experience, one of the best moments I've ever had as a Cincinnati sports fan.
Why I'm Supporting FC Cincinnati
Our first meeting had gone well, but there was something different about our second meeting, the one at Rhinehaus. I left work in the suburbs and headed downtown to park. I walked through the Over-The-Rhine, the ever-evolving historical neighborhood on the edge of downtown, with streetcar tracks under my feet and skyscrapers in the distance. I walked into the bar on the corner Clay and 12th, greeted by friends both old and new. We sipped good beer, introduced each other and it was clear: we're going to be a part of something special. Not just a new pro sports team with bold ambitions, but a community that champions the team, the sport and the city we love.