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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