06/12/2005: Thought for the Day:
As for the receptions of the ex-Cardinals, they were unsurprisingly mixed. Tino's sarcastic remarks about St. Louis had gotten all the way around the Busch Stadium bowl by the time he was announced as a pinch hitter, and he got reamed by the crowd. Tony Womack wasn't cheered as much as I expected; presumably the fans have already forgotten last year's sparkplug for Eckstein and Grudzielanek. It's okay, Tony, Bo Hart and Kerry Robinson know what you're going through.
But the biggest boos came for Jason Giambi, oddly enough, and they came bigger the drunker the people in the row in front of me got. "Sprinkle some juiiiiiice on it, Jason!" was a laugh riot in the first inning, but by the sixth it was The General, Duck Soup, Clerks, and Some Like it Hot all rolled up into one brilliant package. When I suggested that it was getting funnier every time they said it--five times in twenty seconds at one point, a veritable land-speed record--they... thought I was being serious. I sprinkled a little juice on their evening by not convincing them otherwise.
All in all, I like my drunk fans a little more inventive; I'll never forget the time, at a game against the Dodgers, that some fans in front of me began to proclaim that players "Had a two in their name! That means... double plaaaay!" At first they saved this for a specific player, but then for any player with a two in their "name." By the time they were thrown out(!), they were saying it regardless of whether or not men were on base, or what the player's number was. That is the kind of artistry I think today's drunken fan is sorely lacking.
--Dan@Get Up, Baby! [on the 6/10/05 Cards/Yankees game]
Len on 06.12.05 @ 08:48 AM CST