Well. I guess I can see the appeal, kind of. You hang out with your friend, munch some hotdogs, have some beers. It's kind of like a picknick, only without a nice lawn. But the game itself? Nothing happens! Ever!
But obviously I am wrong, because even the Mets drew a huge crowd:
about 40 000.
We had cheap places and were a long way from the action (such as there was), but my long lens caught at least this. Let's go Mets!
Really weird to my European sensibilities where the animation-jingles that played whenever nothing was happening on the pitch, i.e. pretty much constantly.
Clap, clap.
Baseball, an insomniac's best friend.
ReplyDeleteStephanie, quit destroying all my preconceptions about Americans. The way this visit is going, I'll have to admit that you are humans like the rest of us after all ;)
ReplyDeleteI never said I was human.
ReplyDeleteWell, I for one welcome our Nasa-designed robotic overlords!
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