I went with my family to a Reds game yesterday. It was my first Reds game
in a long time, and my first one in the new stadium. After a period of
time, it occurred to me that there was actually a baseball game going
on on the field. And some people were watching it.
Between
the vendors in the aisles, the music that filled every empty second,
the scoreboard, the fan games, the waves, the musical interludes
specific to each player, the organ, the food runs, the T-shirt cannons,
flame shooting smokestacks and fireworks, it seemed to me that the game
itself was the distraction more than the main event. It also seemed that
the experience was predicated on the fact that every moment has to be entertainment if not some level of spectacle.
I will say that with the beach ball spree and the Beach Boys, I did get my money's worth.
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