<<> Hey John O, did you also see that guy launch his beer over the first base
> dugout, ostensibly at the 1B umpire?
>
Yeah... I kept looking over there wondering if security was going to
find him. From where I was sitting (101 AA 9) all I could see was what
looked to be one of the vendors pointing him out. As bad as the umpiring
was, we're not Chicago. I hate to see that stuff.
>>
I was sitting in Section 114, row CC, so I had a bird's eye view of it. It was
a plastic cup, full of beer and it went over the dugout, but not before most
likely splattering warm beer all over the people in the three rows in front of
him. He was in section 114 as well, but in about row D. My friend Dave turned
to me as the police escorted the guy out and said, "You can take the idiot out
of the trailer park, but you can't take the trailer park out of the idiot." He
had a deluxe mullet, probably about halfway down his back. What a jerk. Like
all those people weren't going to rat him out.
As for the vendors, when I got back to my place of work, Dan and Ken, the
peanut guys, were right behind us. We must take the same secret route home.
Anyway, I was chatting with them and Dan has done that job for 24 years. Ken's
been there for 18. That's some dedication. I asked Dan why we hadn't seen him
lately at the grill and he said that his little girl is gluten intolerant. She
can't even eat a burger off a grill where the bread has been toasted. I'd
never heard of that.
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