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My first Japanese baseball game

Yakult Swallows Game

Somewhat unbelievable (at least to me), but true: in all of the years I’ve lived here, I had never been to a Japanese baseball game until last month and, as you can see, it was a lovely evening with a great sunset.

It’s not that I should have gone earlier because I love baseball (the truth is that I can take it or leave it), but I have always liked live sporting events and I’ve always been curious about the Japanese baseball fans’ lively and organized support of their teams during games.

It sometimes seems like a hundred years ago, but I was a major fan of the Yankees when I was in my early teens (but those were the Reggie Jackson days and the Toronto Blue Jays had not yet been founded, so who wasn’t a Yankees fan in Toronto?), so I do at least know the basics of the game and what’s going on and that’s another reason it’s odd that I’d never been: just to see the differences/similarities.

Anyway, we had a fab time. We went with a couple who are big Yakult Swallows fans, so they were able to fill us in on all of the rituals. I also decided to take my big lens to see if I could get any decent shots of the batters at the plate and/or other things.

The Swallows lost (but they were playing the Giants, so I am not sure even their most dedicated fans expected them to win), but they did score at least one home run and this led to the most fascinating part of the game (most fascinating to me, that is): upon scoring a home run, the entire section of the Swallows fans in the stands opens up their tiny clear, plastic, Swallows umbrellas and do a kind of sing-a-long while waving the umbrellas in the air. The song sounds like one of the songs you hear at Bon-Odori and, since I love Bon-Odori and have a real thing for umbrellas, it was kind of a magic moment:

Yakult Swallows Home Run Ritual from tokyololas on Vimeo.

 

The other fascinating thing (which I had heard about many times, but never seen) was the way beer is sold at the games. There’s no better way to describe it than with a photo:

Yakult Swallows Game-3

Yakult Swallows Game-5

Yakult Swallows Game-6

Yep, that’s right. Young Japanese women in “cute” uniforms with small kegs strapped to their backs from which they dispense draft beer right at your seat. It’s highly efficient and completely eradicates any spillage issues that arise when beer is sold in pre-poured cups and carried through the stands in large trays. However, anyone who has ever lifted a full beer keg (even a smaller one) must be contemplating the WEIGHT being carried about all night: it’s definitely a good incentive for selling more beer faster!

One of the Swallows players, Aaron Guiel, is Canadian, so, each time he came up to the plate, a big section of the crowd would whip out their Canadian flags and a brass band in the stands would play part of the Canadian national anthem:

Yakult Swallows Game-4

Here’s Guiel in the field – he plays right field, so he was standing in front of us for most of the game:

Yakult Swallows Game-10

And, finally, here is Aoki at the plate – it’s amazing what you can get with 500mm on a crop sensor (we were sitting in the cheap seats):

Yakult Swallows Game-9

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A funny exchange


I happen to live about a 10 minute walk from Tsukiji, which basically means that I live next door to the fish market that people travel from all corners of the globe to visit. This also means that I am quite often wandering around the streets of Tsukiji at various hours of the day, and I get to see it when the market area is empty or when the late night bustle before the next morning begins. In general, I love markets: I love the energy, I love all the shops and stalls, and I love the connections that buyers and sellers form (whether they are short, intense, connections that last only the duration of the transaction or connections that last years and years and are renewed with each visit).

I am in Tsukiji so often that I now tend to take photos only of the things that most people wouldn’t notice or would not really be interested in for their souvenir photo albums (what this really means is that I skulk around the narrow streets at night and look for atmospheric shots).

So…the other night, LY and I were coming out of our regular, local, sushi spot and a had a funny little exchange in the back alley (behind the sushi shop). I had stopped to take a photo of something that looked pretty nondescript and dilapidated:

behind the scenes at Tsukiji

behind the scenes at Tsukiji

As I was doing so, one of the sushi chefs from the restaurant we’d just eaten at came out into the back alley and said (in Japanese) something to the effect of: “ehhhhh…why are you taking a photo of THAT…???!!!” and I replied: “..it’s interesting…” and he said: “…it’s not interesting, I’m interesting…” and we all laughed just as one of his colleagues came out into the alley as well and the chef said: “take OUR picture instead”; so I did:

One of those great moments…a very Japan moment…

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