Ahhh ... baseball ... the sound of the crowds, the smell of beer and hot dogs, the youngsters clamoring for a chance to catch a baseball between innings, old guys with jerseys, young girls with "pieces of" jerseys and the vendors ... The VENDORS singing ... "ICE CREAM ... CAHHHHVELLL ICE CREAM" ... or ...
"BEEAAHHH GET YOUR COLD BEEAAHHH".
But the times they are achangin'. The newest vendors are selling WINE. Yes that's right ... now you can get wine in a plastic wine glass with a cover. Vendors are still learning how to sell it (and pronounce it):
"WINE ... WINE HERE .... CHARDONNAY AND CARBINET ... "
Will Pepsi win? Sierra Mist? Diet Pepsi? The tension, the thrill of victory, the agony of defeat, the cheerleaders jumping around, Raymond interfering with the runners.
It's almost as exciting as the cap shuffle or the old redneck with the long grey beard who dances in the stands (it never fails that someone squeals and looks around for him even though he is obviously on videotape).
I LOVE THIS GAME.