In my never-ending quest to experience all there is to experience in US culture, today I went to my first baseball game! And let me tell you, Jimmy Dugan may have said “There’s no crying in baseball!” in A League of Their Own, but I think there were a few fans on the verge of tears at this game!
Living in Tampa FL, I went to see the Tampa Bay Rays play the NY Yankees at Tropicana Field. These two teams played this past Friday night too, and I’m told that the Rays won, which was a bit of a surprise for me given that the Yankees’ reputation precedes it across the seas and that the Rays season was finishing today, no matter what the outcome. So, at the end of the 5th innings when the Rays were leading 2 runs to zero, I must say that I was cautiously excited. Though I am an equal opportunity cheerleader and will cheer on anyone for good play, I also live in Tampa, so my heart was in it a little bit more for the Rays, and the top of the 6th was when heartbreak set in for Rays fans.
With 2 players on the bases and none out so far, Alex Rodriguez hit a homer, bringing all 3 home. Then, with two out, another 3 runs and the bases loaded, Rodriguez hit another homer. All over, Red Rover. I think that was when half the stadium decided to vacate. What was the point in staying, after all? With 10 runs in 1 innings there was no way the Rays were coming back from that. *sigh*
That’s not to say that I didn’t have a great afternoon though, because after all, that was some great ball, and that’s what it’s all about, isn’t it? I also overindulged a little, because as Lane Kim said in a recent rerun of Gilmore Girls “There’s something deeply satisfying about watching other people exercise while eating junk food.”
While we’re on the subject of US culture, I’ve really gotten into fall this week. We don’t make a big deal of Halloween or the fall season in Australia, but I’m always up for something new! Just yesterday I bought a cinnamon scented decorative broom for my front hall, 3 miniature pumpkins for decorative purposes and a pie pumpkin, which I will use to make maple pumpkin biscuits this week. I also have big plans to make a pumpkin pie in the next few weeks. I’m so keen to see what it tastes like! Except for the legend of my mother cooking a chocolate pumpkin cake for my first birthday (we were on a posting to Canada, so she too was getting into the pumpkin spirit), I have never eaten pumpkin as a sweet before.
No, wait! I fib. I succumbed to temptation and tried a Starbucks pumpkin spice frappuccino this week. It was different from anything I have ever tasted. I think before I commit to an opinion I will need to undertake a little more testing J So it’s probably more true to say that I have never tasted pumpkin pie before. Wish me luck in the baking and tasting processes!
In the meantime, what are your favourite traditions? Are there gravestones and skeletons out the front of your house like the one up the street from me? Are you, too, busily baking an assortment of pumpkin flavoured yummies?