I've been impressed at how into baseball Japanese people get. It is more like basketball in Kentucky. They have a band, special chants, tiny plastic bats to hit together as noise makers, and even cheerleaders.
The best part is the umbrella dance that everyone does when the Swallows score a run. Out of nowhere, tons of tiny umbrellas emerge and are shaken up and down to a celebratory song. I found out later that the meaning of this is to tell the opposing pitcher that it is time for him to hit the showers.
I was hoping to get the traditional ball park hot dog, or "Hoto Dogu" as the Japanese call it, but I could not find one. We settled for some KFC and Baskin-Robbins instead, which at least felt a bit like home.




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