Yankee Game

Yankee Game- at the new stadium in the Bronx. It was a slightly different subway ride than I am normally used to. It was easy but I felt much more comfortable with the map near me. Because I was with someone who knew how to travel on the subway much less than I do, I felt that I was leading him through and I didn't want to mess up. I realize though that I should always trust my instinct that if I sense something wrong to assume it is and look to double check it before I continue on. This can be applied to anything in life, I suppose.

At the Yankee Museum I saw (a small amount of) historical references. I was fascinated by the beginnings of it and more so by it's transformation. I would have loved to have seen how differently or similarly people acted at baseball games. I would want to see the business aspect of it a century ago to compare it with what it is now.

The Yankees vs. the Angels. Sitting in a close section I wasn't really able to experience the rowdy perhaps frightening attitudes of die hard fans. (However, this was quite preferred by my mother.) At once point, during the last inning two guys from up higher made their way to the lower seats. They proceeded to make vulgar but funny commentary in the ghetto accent I wish I could master. It was rewarding to be able to do a quick character study on them.

Later I went to midtown and sat on the touristy tckts booth steps and watched people and cars pass on times square. It was an experience like non other. Kind of like a sunset but the opposite as well. It was mostly relaxing to be watching all the commotion from above and not feeling the pressure of being inside of it. It was also nice to observe relationships with people- taking in everyone else.