The Japs Are Coming

So, my oldest son is coming home from Japan for a visit. It's an exciting thing because he hasn't been home for at least a year and a half. And he's bringing his new Japanese wife, along with her parents and her sister and her sister's husband. My new daughter-in-law has been to the US and speaks English, but the rest of her family haven't been here and their English is about as good as my Japanese. Which means they might know 2 or 3 words.

Anyway, they'll only be here for five days, filled with a whirlwind of activity. We're planning parties in two states, figuring out where everyone's staying and how we'll get all of them around. And working  on an itinerary- assuming that since this is their first time here, there are some things they'll definitely want to see. They might want to take in the city of Boston, learn a little about the early days of this country, and since they'll be near NYC for part of their visit, perhaps a trip to the Empire State Building, or the Metropolitan Museum of Art, or the Statue of Liberty, or a Broadway show….

But, no. They told my son to let us know that there is really only one thing they want to do while they are on their first trip to America.

And that is (get ready…..)

GO TO A FLIPPIN' YANKEE GAME!!!

Not to the historic Fenway Park located in the beautiful Shitty of Boston to cheer on the Sox, (who can use all the cheering they can get these days) but to spend time in that giant, ugly, obnoxious, sterile stadium in the Bronx (which happens to be a dump, by the way) and root for the Evil Empire. And it's Derek Jeter weekend, so tickets will cost a fortune.

I can only take consolation in the fact that they're Japanese and don't speak English and therefore just don't know better. And in the fact that I won't be going to the game.