baseball 10/19/2004 11:19
In perhaps the most thrilling and torturous postseason game in 104 years of Red Sox baseball, the Sox last night beat the Yankees, 5-4 in the bottom of the 14th at 10:59 p.m. It was the longest game in League Championship Series history.

I'm far from a fan in baseball. In fact, this is the third baseball game I've ever watched. I still remembered the first game I watched a few years ago. I left Fenway Park halfway through the game because I just had no clue about the rules at that time. It was so boring. To me, it was only a bunch of guys making tedious repetitions of hitting a ball for millions of times. It just lacked the speed, dynamics and strategies in other games, such as basketball and soccer.

But a lof of my friends are hard-core baseball fans. They are so ecstastic talking about it all the time. This really get my interest arounsed. I have to know why they get so excited about it. So I start to pay attention to the news of Sox from time to time. Last Saturday, I went to King's bar in Prudential with friends for the second baseball game I've ever watched.

With Webird and Viking as the knowledgable instructors, I was quick to pick up the basic rules. By and by, I could pretty much follow what was going on in the game. Oh, man, the gigantic screen was absulutely awesome! The game itself was a disaster, though. Yankees had a massacre on Sox with 19-8. This was too much to bear with for many Sox fans. I didn't feel so bad, though. Emotionally, I was detached from the game. What caught my eyes and ears were the reactions of the audience. I could really feel the ebb and flow of their mood swing. To me, people watching was as exciting as the game itself.

A few days later, I ran through an article in Metro. The title was "It was only a game." Certainly it was not for the author. To him, it was more than a game. It is the difference between life and death, between hope and helplessness, between rapture and utter disgust.

Initially, I was puzzled by his comments. Why did he assign so many "extra" meanings and attributes to just a game? But then I understood, people love the game not for the game itself, but for what it represents and for what it can stiumulate in their own lives. I may never become a hard-core baseball fan. Well, never say never, you just never know, but I can certainly understand these fans' feelings. For me, I don't want to be a hard-core fan because I don't like my emotions easily swinged by a game I have absolutely no control and no influence over. I don't like my partial happiness resting in the hands of a few players I barely know. And for what the game represents and stimulates, I can surely find it in alternatives like literature, music and art. It's certainly not that one is superior to other. It's just that different people have different tastes. And that is good! It makes the world a wonderful, colorful and diversified one.

In any case, I do enjoy watching the baseball game now. I would never walk out of a game before it ends, ever. smile
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