Wednesday, September 8, 2004
A's Fans Need Better Taunts
Small sampling of taunts directed at Manny Ramirez by one fan in the left-field outfield stands at Monday's A's-Red Sox game:
Dude, you have "NINE-teen EIGHT-teen! Clap, clap, clap-clap-clap!" at your disposal, and all you can think of is "Did that pocket go in when you hit that homer, Manny?!"??
Some friends of mine were watching the game from the comforts of The Stockpot Restaurant & Lounge, texting me to "throw some shit, man!" (a topic I covered yesterday) and, if I couldn't do that, to "throw somebody over the rail." The atmosphere was so electric it could even be felt on TV. Another text from a friend implored me to streak and cause a ruckus, but I replied that that would probably be the tamest thing to happen that night. I have attended nearly fifty major league baseball games in my life, and each one had pretty much the same electricity level. Except for probably two of them: the day Barry Bonds hit #69, and Monday night.
• "Tuck in your pocket, Manny!"
• "Look at the scoreboard, Manny!" (It was 1-0 Oakland in the 2nd inning)
• (After Ramirez had homered and tucked his pocket back in) "Did that pocket go in when you hit that homer, Manny?!"This last one is quite possibly the worst taunt ever, in the history of sport.
Dude, you have "NINE-teen EIGHT-teen! Clap, clap, clap-clap-clap!" at your disposal, and all you can think of is "Did that pocket go in when you hit that homer, Manny?!"??
Some friends of mine were watching the game from the comforts of The Stockpot Restaurant & Lounge, texting me to "throw some shit, man!" (a topic I covered yesterday) and, if I couldn't do that, to "throw somebody over the rail." The atmosphere was so electric it could even be felt on TV. Another text from a friend implored me to streak and cause a ruckus, but I replied that that would probably be the tamest thing to happen that night. I have attended nearly fifty major league baseball games in my life, and each one had pretty much the same electricity level. Except for probably two of them: the day Barry Bonds hit #69, and Monday night.
