For a while now, I've been fascinated by America's fascination with baseball. I'm told its the national pastime. Not the national sport, but the national pastime, because that's what it does: it passes the time. Lots and lots of time. My sister attended a game that went for seven hours. I heard of a recent game in Japan that went for five days!
I went to see the Minnesota Twins play the Detroit Tigers. You can see on the left of the photo above the Twins old logo: two guys shaking hands with a river between them; one representing Minneapolis and the other St Paul. We got some really great seats, and because the MLB season is so long, we got them quite cheap too.
The game went for about four hours. It's certainly not an exciting game, although it has a few seconds of excitement every hour. Still, I was surprised to find that I actually enjoyed the experience. We went and got some food, chatted, and generally enjoyed each others' company, all while keeping one eye on the game. I guess its similar to going to a test or one day cricket match. I wouldn't know, since I've never been to the cricket.
