Last night the Caimanes took on the Toros del Sincelejo (a district a few hours south down the coast) and we decided it would be a great way to celebrate the birthday of one Dan Cornue (who shall remain ageless).
Overall, there aren't too many differences between a traditional game in the states (go Royals! Rumor has it they're actually doing pretty great this year!) and a game in Colombia. The rules are the same, the pacing is the same, heck they even use the same chants and cheers. There are, however, some major differences when it comes to the overall ambiance.
Major difference number 1: The snacks. As I'm sure you know, baseball games in the states are full of hotdogs, nachos, peanuts, and, if you're at Kauffman, "Lemonade, Lemonade Lemonade Woooo!" (at least I really hope that guy is still there...
Here, it's a little different. One of main snacks is Butifarra, a whitish grey sausage that often looks a little bit disgusting, but maybe that's just because it's been sitting out in the Colombian sun all day. A guy in a hardhat walks around, pounding on his metal bucket, and passing out juicy bits to all the hungry Colombians. How's it taste, you ask? Let's just say it's not my favorite.
Major difference number 2: The mid-inning entertainment. Back home you've got your kiss cam, and you've got your relish/mustard/ketchup race.
Round these parts, you've got a dancing alligator with a pension for sneaking up on the umpire and biting at his legs (even while the game is going on) which makes for an incredibly entertaining mascot, to say the least.
Aside from that, baseball here is the same as baseball back home! And the Caimanes ended up winning it all!
It was a pretty great night and they even served up a little taste of home... Miller Lite! Which, I know, doesn't sound that awesome, but when all you normally have is the local Colombian beer Aguila, it's a treat.