
I walked up, expecting to hear seminal baseball organs. Instead, I was greeted to the sound of gongs, trippy..

International commentators and translators..

Ichiro started heating up..

So did this drunk Korean dude..

Mark, Scotty, and I decided to cruise around a little. We met up with some friends at a section that was a little more livelier (and contentious)..


And then Korea lost in extra innings :( Hats off to Japan, they played a hell of a game. So to drown our sorrows, we decided to stop by Dan Sung Sa for some grub and soju. There's Mark wondering what the riot would be like in Ktown had Korea won..

I guess we'll never know.
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