We're talking baseball
Hey everyone. This weekend I’m making a trip up to the Twin Cities to watch the Twins take on the Brewers in the Metrodome. Follow me, if you will, through my average baseball game experience.
I’m gonna show up about an hour before game time and buy the cheapest ticket available. Then I might wander around for about 30 minutes trying to get an autograph or a souvenir baseball before the game starts. Before I take my seat I will probably buy a beverage and a hot dog with the money I saved from the cheap ticket. These two items seem almost mandatory to get the full in-game experience. After that, I wait for the first pitch.
I’m more of an actually-watch-the-game type of person as opposed to the I-came-to-get-out-of-the-house type of person. It almost never fails that I see someone in front of me wearing a home team jersey heckling someone a few seats away wearing the jersey of the away team. I usually end up passing money one direction and passing concessions the other at least once per game. Hearing the call of the vendor walking up and down the stairways can almost make anyone need to buy something due to the convenience of not having to shuffle out of their seating row past 5 to 10 other game patrons.
At the crack of the bat, I cheer for the home team or hope for the play to end in an out for the away team. I’m more of a fair weather fan, but once I’m in the stadium watching it live, I can’t help myself. There is just something about the atmosphere of being at the game that takes me to that next level of fandom. At every foul ball or deep hit I find myself hoping the ball lands in my vicinity to give me a chance at a keep-sake. I’m not sure why. The ball I get would most likely end up in a box in storage somewhere. I think it is part of the emotions that come from being at the game.
I’ll do the wave. I’ll join in during crowd cheers. I’ll ‘ooo’ and ‘ahh’ with every hit and error, applauding or muttering. At the end, I’ll walk away from my seat to stand in line with everyone else who is trying to get to their vehicle or to the public transportation. I’ll talk with others who joined me for the game, some I know and some I just met that night. The conversations will end in either, “Chalk up another win for the home team,” or “We’ll get ‘em next time.”
Nonetheless, I will be a participating fan and feeling those emotions this weekend as I enjoy the evening game atmosphere inside the Metrodome.
(Post by Justin Ochsner)
