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Take me out to the Ball Game

Updated: Aug 8, 2019

An extremely American experience to have, has to be a baseball game.

Sometimes in Cape Cod it is easy to forget you are in the larger than life states.

The shops are smaller, the city's are smaller and the highways are smaller on the Cape.


However, whenever we take a trip to Fenway (Boston's Baseball Park, and home of the Red Sox Team), it hits me right in the face that yes, we are in the USA.


The reasons for this are the whole atmosphere and feel of the ball park.


As soon as you walk in you are confronted with the size, and the noise filling the space.

The ball park is ahead of you and the bleachers and seats surround the stadium,

each a flurry of activity.


There are the huge billboards America is famed for , for companies such as the beer Samuel Adams and Budweiser everywhere.


Everything is loud, there is music every time a play is made,

concessioners walk through the bleachers with their lemonade, Italian ice, and hot dogs, shouting

'HOT DOGS! HOT DOGS! GET YOUR HOT DOGS!',

expertly balancing the produce on their heads.


Fans in the seats will shout 'LET'S GO RED SOX!'

and when ever 'Sweet Caroline' is played the ball park erupts in song ,

especially the part that goes 'SO good, SO good, SO GOOD' (It is a fan favourite)

Half way through the song 'Take me out to the ball game' plays,

and the announcer says ' Please rise and join in singing'

and unmistakably the anthem of America's past time is played throughout the stadium while everybody sings it word for word.

That is one moment, where you can tell that baseball is wholly ingrained in the American culture.

Everybody there knows the words.


Dave and I have been quite a few times,

and I always really enjoy going for the atmosphere (and hot dogs).

That feeling of the whole ball park sharing the experience is a great emotion.


We went to a game in late May last year,

and we were sitting in the front few rows near the bull pen,

( a place where the baseball players practice when not in play).

Totally expecting to be seated next to some outgoing New Englanders,

It turned out we were sitting next to a British man from England called Andy.

After getting to know each other and sharing a few beers together,

Dave commented that he had wondered if he was British before they got to know each other as he seemed unusually quiet (for an American).

This soon disappeared as Dave and Andy discussed different sports and of course rude British words that dave could use when he came to visit the UK again..

The cultural difference , had disappeared into a sea of shared rude words.


It was great after just a few weeks of being in America to meet another Brit,

Being so far away from home,

The world has a funny way of showing you that it isn't so big after all.


Until next time, I'm off for a hot dog


Rach



The second photo is Dave and I and Andy at the Bleacher Bar which is in Fenway, right next to the field.




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