With school almost out, vacation planned and anxiously awaited, a day at the ballpark, watching the L.A. Dodgers take on the San Louis Cardinals, seemed the best way to, shall we say, warm up for the beginning of summer.
I forgot how much fun going to a baseball game is. I grew up in Europe, with soccer, so it took me some time to understand and appreciate baseball — “America’s favorite pastime.” Even so, can’t say I watch it regularly.
But going to the game is different from watching a game. You can’t beat fun at the old ballpark.
So many different experiences — and some old standing traditions — one can enjoy, from watching the players throw balls to fans during warm up, to singing the national anthem with 30, 000 spectators, to watching the first ceremonial pitch thrown by a hand-picked personality — in our case, Cedric, The Entertainer — to hitting or chasing after a beach ball, to singing Take Me Out To The Ball Game, to cheering, to enjoying the famous ballpark hotdogs — in our case the Dodger dogs — and of course root, root, root for the Dodgers.
And that’s just one part of it. There are fireworks for evening games, giveaways, theme nights, and after the game, the kids (and their parents) can run the bases (go inside the stadium and experience a bit of the same feeling the players had experienced). And that’s exactly what we did.
At the end of the day, when I asked about everyone’s favorite part, the unanimous answer was, “Everything, because what’s more fun than summer and baseball?”
Well, I don’t know. But summer hasn’t even officially started yet, so I see more visits to the ballpark in our near future.