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My friend Tony had applied to the University of Cincinnati and at one point seemed pretty convinced that this was the place he wanted to go. I really didn’t expect him to ever sit down and actually pick a school, but to be honest he had me believing that he was going to go there. Well, at least I believed he actually sent of his application. And he’s really a pretty bright guy, and has a solid grade point average and did well on the SAT’s . I had no reason to believe he wouldn’t be accepted, he just has always seemed so laid back and kind of slackerish, oh and incredibly absent minded. I just didn’t expect him to make a decision and go anywhere.

However, that’s all history and he told me had applied at Cincinnati and a couple other schools I don’t remember now. What I definitely remember is Tony asking me to go with him that summer to check out the campus and maybe find a place to live. I was so surprised by his initiative, and also interested in visiting the city, that I immediately accepted the invitation and even offered to make hotel reservations and look up flight information. We actually had a great time on that trip and Cincinnati is a really cool city. We made it to the camps and both Tony and I really liked it. I even had a moment of wishing I had applied there, though I was more than happy to be going to my home state school and keep the job I’ve had for two years.

We happened to be in town when a Reds game was happening. Tony wanted to go because he wanted to find out what a game with his impending team was going to be like. And it was absolutely thrilling. Cincinnati seems like a major baseball city and the Reds have amazingly supportive fans. Being a rather neutral observer when I arrived at the Great American Ballpark, I couldn’t help but to get caught up in the all excitement and revelry. Plus that ballpark has great hot dogs. I became a Cincinnati Reds fan that day and looked forward to following the games with Tony and maybe even seeing another one when I visited him. Naturally I was as disappointed as he was when we returned home and found his application still sitting on his desk. At least the envelope was stamped.