That's right, I don't really like the sport, especially major league baseball (I'll stifle my rant on professional sports), but I do enjoy the whole going-to-the-game thing. The hot dogs, the beer, the kids, the excitement, especially when my honey jumps up and yells like a crazy guy. Minor league games are the best. Here we sit, on the first base line, front row, my feet resting on the dugout. What a view!
And what a diversity of players. If you look at the roster, many of the athletes come from all over the world. Pretty impressive that they're able to band together and play this game, and sometimes, play it really well, considering that for many of them, English is not their native language. Another reason I like to sit up close (aside from being too vain to wear my glasses and the perk of looking at the guy's butts), I try to catch snippets of conversation among the players. A great opportunity for a writer to gather info. What do baseball dudes really talk about?
Speaking of eavesdropping, a group of women sat behind us, chatting away. I was all set to hear some juicy girl-talk, but to my sorrow, they spoke in Spanish. Note to self; brush up on my Spanish. Maybe some foreign language lesson CDs are next on my list of things to order at Amazon.
For a great night's entertainment, check out your local stadium and catch a minor league game or two this summer.
Seen at Archie's Seabreeze in Ft. Pierce. If you can't read it clearly, this sign says "My wife's vagina rules" He forgot the apostrophe (something that drives writers crazy), but aside from that, I like this guy's style.
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