baseball

A couple of weeks ago, one of my students invited us to go and watch his baseball game on Saturday morning. Though it was at an hour I didn't care to see on a Saturday morning, we decided to go anyway and cheer him on.

There is only one word that I could describe this game, Dominican. There were actually two games going on at once, one on the actual diamond and another in right field. We couldn't see any adults at all on the field, just about 50 kids. (Later we did see one coach though). A couple were standing on the pitcher's mound playing "ump," kids would line up on the fence next to the on deck circle getting ready to bat, and everyone was wearing some sort of uniform regardless that not a single one matched with another.

They only played 4 innings which ended up being about the perfect timing. However, the chalk to chalk the field arrived at the 3rd, so right before my student batted (Natanael) the game was paused to chalk the 1st and 3rd base line, batter's boxes, and on deck circles.

Natanael didn't get a hit and their team lost in the last inning, so he told us not to watch him anymore because apparently it gives him bad luck.

The smaller kids that were playing their own game in right field were pretty cute. There is one boy from Tamarindo that I recognized. He was playing catcher. Every time his team would take the field, he would yell my name from right field back to where we were sitting (3rd base side) and wave his arms to show us that he was playing. I told him earlier that catcher was the position I used to play and he got excited.

I was going to try and upload a few more pictures, but the connection is pretty bad right now so one will have to do. We had a pretty fun morning watching the craziness that is Dominican baseball.