08 Take Me Out to the Ballgame
There is nothing quite like a sunny day Baseball game.
Without a doubt, Baseball is one of favorite sports in the United States. Everybody loves it children, teenagers and adults.
I remember vividly back in Junior High, I used to loathe revising all those big rules in foreign sports at least it was for me such as Cricket, Hockey and Baseball. I used to think why anybody would play within a diamond-shaped field. Basketball was the it game for me then, besides Badminton (an ode to all the stereotypes out there).
So, it was not a surprise I was not familiar with the all-time favorite sport, first time in the US Baseball in hot weather, besides Football in the cold.
The reasoning of such a love for Baseball is average people, like you and me, can play Baseball, be commentators or simply watch it. Ball games are fun, be them professional games or minor leagues. Children from young age are trained in school or summer camp to play Baseball because it is a fun and safe game. They grow up with Baseball blood in them. They eat, drink and breathe Baseball.
When the weather is nice and hot during Summer, it is inevitable for us to stay indoor. For some, it seems like a waste of time not to go outside. No wonder there are tons of people in the parks playing catch or go to the ballparks to be supporters as well as spectactors.
It is not too much to state that Baseball is Americans’ all-time favorite. Because it is fun to queue for big game tickets such as New York team series Yankees versus Mets. It is such an enjoyment to go to the stadium along with other fans, supporting the same team. It is fun to go, sit down and watch an ongoing game while eating hotdogs, peanuts and Cracker Jack with a souvenir cup of soda. It is even a bigger fun when you witness a game with your home team winning it.
“Take me out to the ball game,
Take me out with the crowd.
Buy me some peanuts and Cracker Jack,
I don’t care if I never get back,
Let me root, root, root for the home team,
If they don’t win it’s a shame.
For it’s one, two, three strikes, you’re out,
At the old ball game”
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