So I am on my way to battery box with a great wish to make ball go far into outfields.  Then, suddenly? Que? Is no way!!  A little boy eating something out of helmet!  It could be someone's head, no?

You know that I am in Japan.  Japan is like, almost a whole other country from Boston.  Kids here use tree branches to eat fish heads and do dance-dance revolution like they are on the anabolic hemmorrhoids.  So, you know.  They eat heads, I don't panic.  I just nod and walk to smaller-than-usual toilet to play with the electric dryer.

But then in the helmet, is no head!  Is ice cream! So when I see Japan boy do what America boy do, eating ice cream......I Scream!

People think I scream for extra-inning doubles to win game. But no! I scream for ice cream!

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