Spooky News
Mike Walsh had always wanted to visit Yankee Stadium. But now that he was there, he just wanted to leave.
“When do you think this will be over?” he asked his cousin, Kate Hopkins. The two were sitting in the back row of a press conference at the stadium. “I can’t wait to try out that rooftop pool at the hotel!”
“Soon. You know my mom—super sports reporter!” Kate said. She pulled her longbrown ponytail through the back of a blue Cooperstown baseball cap. “She always likes to stay until the end and get in one last question.”
“Just like you,” Mike teased.
Kate’s mother was a reporter for the website American Sportz. She and the kids were at Yankee Stadium in New York City for a spring weekend series against the Seattle Mariners. They had driven down that morning from their home in upstate New York.
Mike pulled a well-worn baseball out of the front pouch of his sweatshirt. He tossed it from hand to hand. “When we get back to the hotel, let’s see who can swim underwater the farthest!” he said.
“Sure. But don’t make everything a competition,” Kate said, “unless you want to keep losing!”
Mike rolled his eyes. He was good at sports. But Kate was, too. Sports were a big deal to both of their families. Kate’s mom used to be a pro softball player, and her dad was a baseball scout. Mike’s parents owned a sporting goods store in Cooperstown.
At the front of the room, a team official was talking about the upcoming series. The first Mariners-Yankees game was the next day.
Mike drummed his fingers on the side of his chair. He liked action more than talk, and press conferences were
all
talk and
no
action. But at least it was baseball talk.
The official finished answering a question. “That’s it for today,” he said. “Except for one last thing. The famous author Mr. Robert Williams will be here all weekend near the main entrance. He’ll be signing copies of his new book,
Ghosts in the Ballpark: A History
of Haunted Baseball Stadiums and Supernatural Superstars.”
“What about the ghost of Babe Ruth?” Mrs. Hopkins asked. “Will he show up this weekend?”
Kate turned to Mike, her brown eyes wide. “A ghost?” she asked. “How come Mom didn’t tell us about it?”
“Aunt Laura probably wanted it to be a surprise,” Mike replied. Suddenly, he wasn’t bored at all. “Shh. I want to hear what he says.”
“Ummmm … I—I don’t know,” the man stammered. He mopped his brow and riffled through his papers. Mike thought he looked as if he was stalling for time. “Officially, there aren’t any ghosts in Yankee Stadium.”
“Some people are saying that the stadium is haunted,” Mrs. Hopkins added, “becausethe original Yankee Stadium where Babe Ruth played was torn down and this new one was built.”
A few of the other reporters nodded.
“I talked to some workers. They have heard strange noises,” a reporter with long blond hair put in.
“Oh, noises,” the official said. He waved a hand. “Yankee Stadium is big. You’ll always have some funny noises here and there. But those stories about a ghost are just that—stories.” He gave a nervous laugh.
“So you have no comment about Babe Ruth’s ghost?” Mrs. Hopkins asked. “Or if he’ll be here this weekend?”
“No,” the official said. “Leave the questions about supernatural superstars to Mr. Williams. He’s the expert. We’ll focus on baseball.”
Mike had never heard anything so cool. He leaned toward Kate. “Let’s try to find the ghost!” he said.
At last the press conference was over. Kate and Mike went out to the hallway to wait for Mrs. Hopkins.
Kate stayed busy by counting in Spanish. She kept track of the numbers using her fingers.
“Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, seis, siete, ocho, nueve, diez …”
Kate’s father spoke Spanish and she wanted to learn. So she was teaching herself by reading books and practicing.
Five minutes went by. Kate tapped her foot.
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