Take me out to the ball game. Take me out with the crowd..

So I went to my first ever baseball game. It was great. Aside from the annoying kid screaming "GO ICHIRO. YOU CAN DO IT. HIT A HOME RUN!" with his trailer trash mum, the garlic fries were the BOMB. Food stalls everywhere, passionate fans wearing jerseys and BIG f*cking cups of lemonade. Not as many homeruns as I'd like so maybe next time. Right, Ichiro?

I don't know what the movie was talking about because I was sleeping fine in seattle. Food was great and the drinks were flowing. Gay bars, the Space Needle (waste of money.. sort of), nice fountains to run through with nothing but your underwear and streaking cyclists. Wonderful. Everything you can expect and more in Seattle. The home team for baseball kind of sucks though.

PORTLAND. Land of the alcohol serving old movie theaters that sell movie tickets for 3 bucks. Where you can enjoy a movie with your mates while you get plastered. Eat popcorn with beer yeast flavouring on table while you watch from your balcony view (like in the Opera!). Where there's a bar just about everywhere. There's even an Oregon Brewfest.

I also went to a vintage arcade. Donkey Kong, Street Fighter 2 Turbo, Tron and Ghost and Goblins. You name it, they've got it. Yep, you guessed it, they served alcohol too. Just icing on the cake in my opinion. Nothing like reminiscing the good old days with a beer and a game of Double Dragon 2.

Take me out to the ball game,
Take me out with the crowd;
Buy me some peanuts and Cracker Jack,
I don't care if I never get back.
Let me root, root, root for the home team,
If they don't win, it's a shame.
For it's one, two, three strikes, you're out,
At the old ball game.

Note: I think this is a lame-ass song. The NRL theme song is so much better.