So Much For Digging In
21 October 2007 | Grenada, Nicaragua
While my plans are to visit and experience unspoiled places, yesterday I found myself doing the exact opposite, much to my disappointment. I do my best to give an accurate account of my travels and experiences in Central America, and I think it is only appropriate to share this short bit. Just yesterday, I turned my back on this intriguing city and spent upwards of 10 hours in a local sports bar, where American football and baseball was shown. I also had a 1/2 pound cheeseburger and curly fries, smothered in ketchup. Halaleujah, there is a God. I was blessed with a wonderful day of college football, playoff baseball, and fatty fried food.
Until yesterday, I have been unable to see a single American sporting event since I left, which was almost 3 months ago. No ¨Sports Center¨, no ¨College Game Day¨ with the guys, and no Sun Devil action. This has been quite difficult for me as I simply adore college football, which has literally been turned upside down this year. Additionally, Arizona State is playing extremely well and has a legit chance of making a BCS bowl. While aboard Cisnecito, every Saturday I wonder about which team will be upset, what the mighty Sun Devils are doing, and who will sneak into the ever-changing top 10. My Sunday mornings are very exciting times as my brother-in-law, Travis sends an email to the boat with final scores, short re-caps, and interesting tid bits. I normally enjoy my morning coffee and frantically read through the note, often times unable to contain my excitement. A big thank you to Travis for doing such a great job with the emails.
This Sunday is the first day I didn´t need that email, and it feels great. The sports bar caught every game on all the major networks including the Red Sox v. Indians game at Fenway. So, I over induldged, soaked up as much sports as I could possibly handle, and left stuffed with stats, suprises, and smiles.
I will do my best to shy away from the sports bar in the future, but somehow see myself wondering down to that part of town around 6 pm tonight...which is when the forced game 7 at Fenway starts.