Get ready for a long post, but I'll section it off for my testimonial of the day. I had one of the most glorious naps of my life, because as I'm sure many people have said its been a helluva day.
A.M.
We were ready to get on the rapid at 5:39 at Green station, but it was so incredibly crowded that we had to settle for the 6 a.m. one. That earliest memory were people actively cheering and clapping for the train arriving for the next load of people. If we didn't realize it already, this was a day where everybody was going to be a fanatic. The same group who cheered an airplane arriving on Monday, or were thrilled when our two hour wait for championship T-shirts at Dick's finally came to a close. I was one of those fanatics, and seeing the city and mall C filling up with fans in the early morning was a great site.
Parade
Half of our group elected to stay and watch the rally from the back of the stage, but my group decided it was early enough to score some curb space. I like to think we made the right decision as we were hopefully guaranteed to actually see the players. We staked our spot on East 9th right by Phoenix Coffee and spent our time talking sports with other spectators.
As the time clicked ever closer to parade start time things began to get a little restless. I associated that experience to Black Friday shopping, sure we might have gotten a great deal but sometimes the worst of humanity comes out too. Look, I'm 31 years old so doing the math puts my earliest sports memories at the series of "The" negative moments in Cleveland sports history. I wanted to be there, but so do a lot of newer fans. There has to be some kind of human compassion and decency. I'm 5'8'', but if we had little kids immediately behind us we made sure to put them up front. That's a memory of a lifetime, but there's no need to wig out on children either like the two old cranks in lawn chairs next to us.
The wait time had some sheer stupidity on that stretch. The crowd showed collective disgust as a guy picked up some horse droppings and put a chunk in his mouth. The one side of the street moving all the way to the double yellow (and where is the parade going to go morons?). Finally, any other person behind shouting to "push forward". We knew it would be crowded, but a little breathing space is nice too.
We scored great photos of the parade, but still felt it could have gone quicker. I think it all goes back to that stupidity / Black Friday feeling. Everybody wants to be there, but the consistent shoves or holding up the parade to be in the way is not the way to go. Maybe it was poorly planned, but common sense should play a part too.
Fun seeing the players, and I'm sure every poster who attended will talk of that and there's no need to repeat. I will say I give the Cavs credit for giving Earnest Byner a spot on a float was pure class. We all watched Believeland and saw that sincerity. There might be fans who will never forgive him and he might still have cold sweats about that play, but to see him rocking the #44 with the biggest smile as he went by was something to see. I look forward to reading, watching, and hearing about your own viewing experiences.
Tower City and panic
A nightmare to get in, and once again no organization or human decency. Nobody wants to wait three hours for a ride, but on my shoulders and shoving doesn't make the trains come faster. About 5p.m. we managed to get in to the RTA station and that's when things went nuts. Two young guys started running and started yelling, and then panic set in. My one friend jumped the guard rail and ran down a tunnel separating us immediately. I'm a school teacher, so ALICE training is mandatory. When there are people being knocked over, we have to pull them up. I'm no hero, but my god that chaos and making sure nobody was trampled is so vivid. I huddled with three strangers behind a column saying the police are here and remain calm, even despite my heart beating out of my chest. And this was how my day in Cleveland ended, walking in a straight line with hands up and then face down on the ground as the cops with guns drawn secured the area. My friend was safe, as was I, and the eventual ride home was quiet and texting everybody to let them know I was fine.
Highs and lows all day. I was thrilled to be a part of 1.3 million and a once in a lifetime experience. Still, I hope that even though this was unknown by the city there will be some more consideration for that capacity of people on the parade route and every entrance and exit for Cleveland. On the other hand, my plea will fall on deaf ears, but there needs to be a difference between fan and fanatic. We all love the Cavs, but it can't be at the expense of decency, respect, and common sense.
Be good to each other RCFers, and I hope your own trip downtown was worthwhile and most importantly, safe.