Carl Weber
Professor Rehling
English 100
29 April 2014
A Slice of Americana
The first time you go to a baseball game you get overwhelmed with everything going on. As a kid it’s the greatest thing ever. You’re this little kid going into this massive stadium with tons of people. You finally get to see your heroes play. You’ve seen them on TV but it’s so much better seeing them in person.
As you’re walking up to the stadium for the first time you start to get excited as soon as you see the gate to get in. When you’re in line all you can focus on is what’s behind those gates. Then the ticket lady scans your ticket and now you’re through. You navigate your way through the crowded walkways of the stadium, moving to the right of some people, to the left of others, and eventually find the section number where your seat is located. As you approach your seat you hear the announcer’s voice echo around the ball park, “Attention fans. In honor of our country, please remove your caps for the singing of the national anthem.” His deep voice echoes around each angle of the park, and every word is heard again and again. The crowd sings and hums “The Star-Spangled Banner,” and you feel a surprising amount of national pride through the voices. You take your seat as the umpire shouts, “Play ball!” and the game begins.
As the first pitch is thrown you start to take in all of it. You finally get to see the guys on your TV start to play. If you have seats in the area where foul balls and homeruns are then you definitely have to bring your mitt. There’s always that chance that a ball will come your way. One of the greatest things is if you actually catch one and get to take it home. Not many people have caught a foul ball or homerun so it’s a big accomplishment. Even if the foul ball isn’t close to you then you still get a feeling of excitement because you don’t know where it might go. As a kid you’re excited and scared because that ball is coming at you pretty hard and fast....