Yesterday, I had a great opportunity to go to the local baseball game with the president of the Rotary club. Yes the game was the same, but man there are so many differences between an American ballpark and a Mexican ballpark.
First of all, the concession stands...if that is what you call them are full of traditional homemade Yuctan and Mexican dishes. Not only are they in every nook and cranny possible. Then even try to sell you food as you leave the stadium. A bunch of the Rotarians have season tickets in a box together. Once we got to the box, a tennis ball with slits of paper was thrown up to us. You grab the slit of paper and put money in the tennis ball and throw it back to a guy with a blue vest. It is random bets. Your bets usually last for the first two innings and then you can rebet the nest two. You bet on who is going to hit a RBI and or a run first, but you bet my position.
Next, I was asked if I wanted a beer. Of course the answer was yes, however I was then asked if I wanted to try a special Mexican beer. I know I should have guessed it was going to be interesting. What I recieved was a beer with chili powder and something else in it. It wasnt too bad, except the texture got to me. Then we had "sandwiches" basically small hame and cheese pastries that had been fried. All of this is called for down out of the box and then brought to us.
The Tigre (yes it is how you spell it in Spanish) mascot was the best mascot I am seen in a long time. He got the crowd chanting and yelling, not to mention he was always diong a skit or making fun on someone. He even plays catch with the outfielders in between innings. I do not think a mascot in the states could get that close to the field.
