Baseball

Over the weekend I had the opportunity to attend a major league baseball game.  Surprisingly enough, it was the first time I went to one.  I now know why I haven’t made going to a baseball game a priority.

Baseball is terribly boring.  Not only does it take a while for the players to hit the ball, most of the time it pops high and is caught by an outfielder.  In addition, because of commercial breaks, they are only playing half the time.  In an attempt to fill the space and keep the crowd in the game, the stadium has a variety of little activities such as focusing the camera on certain people dancing in the crowd.

The food is expensive.  Although the admission to the game itself in the best sections (the highest ones, where you get the better view) is relatively cheap, the concessions are not.  On the other hand, though, the people selling drinks right in the stands is fairly convenient.  Not five-dollars-for-a-bottle-of-water convenient though.  I don’t want to harp on this point too much, since there are much worse ways to spend money.

Oh my, that music.  I learned form my hardcore baseball fan friend that each player has a clip from a song played as they walk up to bat.  This isn’t a big deal, until the fifth time they are batting, in which it gets obnoxious.  I’m not sure how often they change their songs, but the people who work at the stadium must have fantastic patience.

In summary, I’m not sure how baseball is still a widely followed sport.  I don’t regret going, but I would have rather watched a professional game of zoozitacarzay.  (I haven’t forgotten about officially making the rules, don’t you worry.)