Sunday, September 28, 2008

YOOOOUUUUU'REEEE OUUUUUUUUUUTTTT!!

Again, and again, and again.

This weekend the Jeollanamdo gang went to Gwangju to watch a baseball game.

It turned out to be a 'battle of the pitchers'. This means nothing happens. Nothing. Wim assured me it was a poetical game. However, after 10 innings with NO runs (and maybe only two times when ANYBODY got to third base), all of us except Wim had had enough!

So what do you do for three hours when nothing is happening on the field?

You watch the crowd of course!

We paid 20$ instead of 6$ to sit in a VIP area. This was supposed to include pizza and pop. It ACTUALLY included black bean theara-tea and krispy kreme doughnuts. Fair enough...

Anyway, we were sitting directly behind homeplate so we had a REALLY good view of the crowd.

My goodness. They are very very well organized. Every single person had two inflatable clappers. A man with a whistle stood at the front and at his single the crowd would start cheering complete with choreography with their clappers. Their were AT LEAST five different regular cheers.

And then special ones for special occasions. For example, when our pitcher whacked the opposing side's batter in the knee, the crowd starting cheering (in English) WE HOPE YOU LIKED IT. Good sportmanship?

Also, at one point the crowd put away their clappers, and brought out balloons that had been completely hidden for two hours. There was a VERY long balloon cheer that ended with everyone untying the end's of their balloons and letting them WHISH away.

Do they go to training to be in these crowds? How do they know what to do!?

Also during this game we witnessed grown men violently pushing small children out of the way to catch foul balls AND ten grown women skipping together on a ginourmous rope for a count of fifty hops. (When they reached fifty the crowd went wild, and the women all hugged each other for five minutes).

However even the excitment of watching the crowd grew thin after three hours, so we left before anyone scored a point.

We went to a karaoke bar with a drum kit and a piano. I rocked the drums for a while.

And this may surprise some of you, but I also have developed an affinity for karaoke rap songs. It's very very strange.

xoxo

1 comment:

Vespasian said...

Hey Jen, nice review of the game. For future reference though, in baseball they score runs not points. I hope you liked your first ballgame though, even if it was a tad boring.