Softball

The next night in Managua, Bea invited us to go and watch her softball game. Actually, she asked us not to come but we did anyway. Her team was undefeated last year, this year not so much.
Sean decided not to go, so Rita and I caught a ride with Marcelino. Neither one of us know what to expect. Bea had told me that their league had to pay a lot to play on the field but that still didn't prepare us for what we found. Bea's league plays on a very professional field complete with lights and a digital score board. Also......wait for this....waiter service to the spectators!!! The beers and rum and cokes very in good supply.
The name of Bea's team is the Matracas, which is the name of a noise maker. Everyone has one of them so the crowd was wild and noisy. Tons of fun was had.





Unfortunately, Bea's team lost which meant they were out of the playoffs. So off to the bar we went to commiserate. Oops, almost forgot to talk about the near riot. Fans from the other team were talking sh.. about our players and things got a little heated after the game. I'm not sure if punches were actually throw but it was a big mess and the other team was afraid to leave the field. I did see a bat being wielded around. Things finally settled down and we headed off. Talk about Drama!





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Location:Managua, Nicaragua