Hard to fathom that at my age, I had another first-time event still in the quiver. Monday marked the first time in my adult life that I wasn’t working in some on-air capacity for the start of the Reds’ season. No deadlines, no scripts, no time limits, no producers, no nothing. Just Opening Day in all its unadorned splendor.
Rather than feel disconnected, I felt more a part of the festivities than ever before.
It was a great day to enjoy the Findlay Market parade, bask in the glory of the ballpark and connect with good friends in baseball, in broadcasting and deeply rooted in Cincinnati.
Insiders can learn all about the luminaries Denny encountered on his first Opening Day as a fan.