Take me out to the ball game
Take me out to the crowd
Buy me some peanuts and cracker jacks
I don’t care if I ever get back
And it’s root, root, root
for the home team
If they don’t win, it’s a shame
Cause it’s one, two, three strikes
You’re out
At the old ball game.
It would have been irresponsible of me not to take my two European travel companions to a baseball game.
They seemed to enjoy the experience, even if they didn’t quite grasp the difference between a H, a R, an E, a HR, a RBI, etc…
Temporary Person Passing Through 