What the hell. I'm going back for a couple more.

With the Reds-Yankees game rained out Tuesday night, they're playing a day/night double-header Wednesday. I've decided I can't pass up a chance to go to both games. Nick and Brian both have to get back to New York. Nick is flying early in the morning. Brian is driving later in the morning. And, as Nick just said to me: "Josh, you are getting on a bus in three hours. Ha ha ha. I'm jealous."

Next stop: 100 Joe Nuxhall Way, Cincinnati, Ohio.

I haven't ridden aboard a Greyhound bus since I was a student at Ohio University. But it was just $35 to buy a ticket online. And Hotwire offered a great deal on a downtown 3.5-star hotel. And I still have the rest of the week off.

I'll worry about how I am going to get back later. I can no longer imagine a day without going to a baseball game. And we did never see a day game.

By the way, PNC Park is second only to Wrigley — and probably Fenway — as the most beautiful place I've seen a baseball game. And it was a night to celebrate the 1971 championship team. The Bucs and the Orioles wore throwback jerseys. The Pirates caps were light brown/golden with a black classic Pirates P and a black brim. I grabbed one for myself.

Now I have to figure how to pack for a trip I'm already on.