On a whim, we decided to go to a Mud Hens game on Saturday night of Memorial Day Weekend. It just…read moreso happened, the Toledo Walleyes hockey team was also playing in the playoffs (they were ahead in the best of 7 series 3 -1). Needless to say, parking downtown is challenging enough, let alone having the Mud Hens an the Walleyes game simultaneously, made it nearly impossible to find parking! Bought a couple tickets on 1st base side in row T of lower level for $10 each. Cha-ching! Sadly, the Mud Hens aren't having a stellar season by any stretch of the imagination at just below 50% win rate. Fifth Third Field is a decent venue to take in a Minor League Baseball game. Not really a bad seat in the house. Stadium is very well kept and efficiently run. Many food choices. Typical stadium pricing for food. Swamp shop has a decent selection of Toledo Mud Hens merchandise. Typical stadium pricing. I have had the opportunity to attend a couple game of another MILB team last year in Sugarland TX. I wish the Fifth Third Field had a similar buffet dinner and game combo.

We had a blast at the Mudhens games on the Fourth of July. The fireworks show is amazing!…read more We like to stay at the Hilton Garden Inn and walk over to the game. The concessions are extremely expensive and the food is less than quality. The last time we went we waited probably 20 mins to get ice cream and by the time they handed it to me, the order was wrong, it was melting and overflowing out of the cup onto my clothes, there were various other colors/flavors of ice cream on mine like they didn't clean the scoop, and it was not sanitary (not clean, lots of people touching, no gloves that I saw). I was thankful that they allowed my water bottle due to medical exemption. Sometimes they let the kids run the bases after the game. The game itself was fun. The security guy kept staring down our row weirdly and it made me uncomfortable, but I guess safety seems good? A person got hit by a foul ball (must not have been paying attention) and there was pretty prompt medical attention. The scoreboard looked nice and the crew did a nice job keeping the crowds attention with the wave and dance activities for the kids while we waited for firework set up. Overall, it was a great game, just eat before you get there!

My experience is unusual but unfortunate. I purchased tickets just before Christmas for December…read more27th. I'm visiting from out of town and didn't use my phone number to make the reservation. When I arrived the center was closed down the a sheet of paper on the door explaining the players went on strike that day. I tried calling them at different offices but I couldn't get through to anyone for the next few days and then I had to fly overseas where I'm located all year. I purchased tickets directly from the center but they use a 3rd party service and when I contacted them I was given an agent in another country outside the USA who did everything they could not be accommodating. My simple request was for a full refund for the unusual event. The ticket prices were inflated during holiday and dropped half in value so I will lose have my value or full value if they are not sold. The rescheduled date was still to be determined.

I became a fan of hockey when I moved to Ohio. The Huntington Center has held a lot of home games…read morefor the Walleyes. They have also held other events. Conveniently located in Downtown Toledo. I have never had issues finding parking -- most lots and garages accept cash only. Lawrence Garage and Glass City Center Garage is card only.

We love coming here to play volleyball. There are so many courts and games going, but its well…read morenumbered with alot of seating and places to chill and watch above kn between games. Having the café there as well was a nice, they had good fries and chicken tenders but also healthy options for the players as well. We enjoyed our tournament here

The complex was amazing. Turf on all fields…read more Place was well kept It was a beautiful day.

Now this is a fair! This place has 4H showings, livestock,…read moreall the fun rides, all the great and greasy food! I loved coming here and can't wait to go every year!

"We're gettin' ready for a good time/At the Fulton County Faiiiiiiirrr!"…read more That's the jingle I remember hearing every summer growing up. Because Fulton's truly is the top county fair in the State of Ohio. Really, check it out. While I haven't attended the FC Fair since moving to Phoenix in 2001, I have been to the fairgrounds twice now for the Thresher's Convention. In addition to one of the largest collections of thresher equipment and antique implements, the Thresher's Convention also has some terrific finds at their flea market. This year was no exception. That said, leave your city shoes at home; ain't nobody got time for that. If you're fortunate enough to go during a time when the machinery is actually operating, you'll get a treat. Well, it'll be exciting. Eh, in a historic educational sort of way. Oh, just go!

Michigan Stadium, aka "The Big House," is a gem in Ann Arbor, Michigan. Truly one of the great…read moresporting stadiums in the state. It is one of the most iconic stadiums in college football and home to the Michigan Wolverines. It is a premier entertainment venue and hosts major events similar to those hosted at professional sporting venues. In the football world, it is known for its record-breaking seating capacity. The Big House also offers a world class stadium tour guided by knowledgeable experts. On the tour you're given behind the scenes access to player tunnels, player locker rooms, media suites, club and executive suites, and of course, ground zero on the playing field. The tour takes you through so many exclusive areas of the stadium that fans normally don't see, offering the player and stadium employee perspective. The tour guides are knowledgeable and sure to provide historical context and little known facts of the legacy of the stadium. Overall, a very good experience and beautiful stadium.

It's been approx. 45 years since my first visit, and 15 since my first review. That makes me sound…read moreold, I know. I still love my school and the team, and much of what I wrote in 2010 still holds true. What prompts me to write today is my experience in this second season of alcohol sales, sitting directly behind a group of guys who drank themselves to silly, then to obnoxious. The one directly in front of me tipped his head so far back each guzzle that I'll have a memory of looking down his nostrils for a while to come. I spent a good portion of the second half bracing myself for one of their group to fall backwards into my group, which eventually did happen. Yes, I could have texted security, but I really wanted to focus on the game, to the extent that I could, and addressing this problem just felt like more work. When the game was over, and I looked around, the amount of trash was the greatest I've seen at any game. I tried to imagine the clean-up crew with shovels, brooms, trash cans, and wondered if they really anticipated this much. It's only a little exaggeration to say that I felt like the cathedral of college football was being desecrated. Thanks, Michigan Board of Regents, for approving a liquor license for activity better left to tailgate parties, and gave me my worst fan experience here ever.

I had the great pleasure of watching UM Women's Basketball team compete in the final game of the…read more'25-'26 academic year in the second round of the NCAA tournament against NC State yesterday. The squad played exceptionally hard and pulled away for an impressive victory. The arena was clean, easy to get to, and we were welcomed by friendly elderly security screeners. The fans were engaged and polite. Several times our seat neighbors helpfully explained a rule for me after I had to be told to sit down & be quiet by my girlfriend. "Why one star?" you ask. I answer your question with a question: how can an institution whose athletic tradition is bested only by its academic prestige, a school full of valiant victors and heroes conq'ring, a university Darth Vader himself called the Best In The World, how can this venerated landmark serve its paying guests food not fit for the livestock on faculty in East Lansing? At halftime our beloved Wolverines were clinging to a 3 point lead after star guard Olivia Olson sat much of the first half in foul trouble (she finished with 27 points, all after the break). We had arrived within time's bending sickle's compass, though I didn't know it yet. We ventured into the concourse and chose a lunch line without much thought. This carelessness has altered the trajectory of my otherwise unremarkable life. Nothing looked particularly appetizing, least of all the prices. The prices! Friends, Romans, countrymen, I could have finished my abandoned undergrad degree (not from UofM, didn't even get waitlisted) for less than the cost of these heat-lamp Hindenburgs . But a hungry man with a hangry lover is wont to make hasty decisions: a small pepperoni Buddy's pizza; a small cardboard boat of fries badly in need of sildenafil; a small lukewarm water set on the counter by an aggressively indifferent sandwich artist sometime during the regular season; a box of popcorn whose visage, to a lifelong resident of B1G corn country, inspires rage and sorrow at the lost joy of freshly popped 'n buttered maize from states that begin with I; this pathetic bounty, $36. No. $43. Wait, no, $28. The concession areas in Crisler clearly list prices, but no person from the battalion of service workers there employed will exchange money for food. The world-renowned Behavior and Cognitive Sciences Department at the University of Michigan has installed tray-sized platforms under mounted fisheye lenses that, in partnership with Jian Yang's Seefood®, will discern what items you have set upon it and select at random two consecutive digits of Pi and display a dollar sign preceding those two digits and demand you pay that sum to be permitted to eat. Pending peer review they anticipate their findings will be published in JABS sometime next year. Based on the speed at which the queues move, our fellow-travelers, otherwise thinking people, tap their cards and exit. Love's not time's fool and neither am I--before I hand over my hard-earned SNAP credits, I want to be sure we are being charged the correct sum. I hesitate. My Opehlia, smarter than me in every way, arrives at the correct total for our selections long before I do. The Pi digits generated by the UoMBCSD machine do not match hers. Surely the difference is easily fixed? Here enters a sturdy woman, bearing a nametag inscrutable, sharply uniformed as assurance of comprehensive training, to assist. Harass? Assist. "Ok den, what y'all got?" I gesture at the clearly visible food sat upon the Seefood® tray. "Uh huh," she grunts, ostensibly by way of reassurance, though a glance at my beloved confirms that neither of us are reassured. Ophelia, smarter and gentler than me, proposes a summary as seconds of unrecognition creep in this petty pace. "I think it's charging us for a chicken and fries combo, but I just wanted the fries." Comprehension lights upon Sturdy's countenance. "Aay! Ay, ay, gimme one'dem empy whites!" She calls back to her antecounter coworkers. For a brief moment I fear she's referring to me: there are less-accurate descriptions of your humble reviewer than an Empty White. Mercifully, a barren rectangular styrofoam container emerges and Sturdy takes it in one hand, grabs our fries uncovered-thumb-first with her other hand, and replaces the empty space with the empty white. Seefood® thinks for a moment, then regurgitates a total that Ophelia and I both recognize is lower than correct. I move to pay but Sturdy stops me as the numbers crawl through her mind like allied troops on Omaha Beach: slowly, with violent intent. "Naw dat ain' righ'." Our fries are still marinating in her thumbsweat as she uses her other hand to scroll the touch-screen menu UoMBCSD helpfully installed as part of their two-tailed experiment on the hungry unsuspecting masses of Crisler. She arrives at FRIES as an option and presses the screen. INVALID ENTRY Hôtel des Invalides took less time to finish than checkout at a Crisler Seefood® public psychosocial experime

Great game, what a great team, food and atmosphere. Our seats were fantastic we even got free foodread more