America's favorite pastime comes to us

We had heard at church today that there was an international baseball playoff game in a nearby town. Yesterday, there were four teams that competed. Today, the Americans were playing the German team in the final game. Of course we were very curious about this so after some naps, we ventured out to the ballpark. We didn't even know any baseball diamonds exsisted in Germany. Well we found the diamond and the two teams playing.

By the top of the 8th the American team was leading by one run but then the Germans came back with four runs to win the game. It was a nice summer afternoon to sit out and watch a good old game of baseball. Jacob was very excited to go. He sat there the whole game and intently watched hoping that a pop fly would come his way. As we left he said, " Baseball is the second biggest "chunk" outside of America for us!" I asked him what the first one was, and he said that going to an Army base was the first because you feel like you are in America. He wanted to know when we could go see another game. Jacob declared this a fun afternoon but admitted that the only thing missing was some rootbeer!