So aggressive. I kind of like it.
Last night I sat in section 310 and did not clap for Chase Utley’s first at-bat. Instead, I did that awkward hand slapping your chest thing that you do when your other hand is busy filming the occasion. And while I was live streaming for our Facebook page, I was far from the only one filming. Chase Utley spent 12 years being the platonic (and romantic) ideal of a Phillie. There is love there. That feeling doesn’t just go away because he’s wearing blue. I’m a human. I’ll root for a man over a shirt every time. If your loyalty is to a shirt and not the human inside of it, especially when that human is Chase Utley, your fandom is shallow, your indignation is stupid, and your opinion is as worthless as organic, one-ply toilet paper.
So when Chase blasted a home run to right field in his third at-bat, you had to cheer, because WHAT ELSE DID YOU EXPECT HIM TO DO? It’s in his blood to play his best baseball, as ruthlessly as possible, when all eyes are on him– and that is why we always loved him. So when he does it to us, to our bad team that is harboring post-season delusions like an out-of-shape blogger with two cats for roommates on Tinder who thinks anyone will swipe right, who in their right mind wouldn’t cheer?
These people: Continue Reading
No, not the faux Indian– a trolling turd from CSN Washington who decided that he needed some page views yesterday, so he poked the best fan base in the whole country, and put it in slideshow form:
Sometimes, reputations are undeserved. But for supporters of the Philadelphia sports teams — namely the Eagles, Flyers and Phillies — their designation as the worst fans in sports largely feels right.
There’s absolutely no denying that every fan base has its less than stellar moments. However, it feels like people from Philly are behind the storylines focusing on bad crowd behavior more often than most. Enough times, in fact, for an entire gallery to be made in their honor(?).
So that’s how we’ve arrived at this point, with a list ranking 10 times Philadelphia fans were truly insufferable sitting a click away. Check out the link below for the gallery, which could also be titled, “How not to act at a sporting event/in a stadium/as a normal human being.”
For what it’s worth, Peter missed many of the more notable moments here, but this one is just downright odd:
Mind you, Chief Zee is the highly offensive and racist unofficial mascot of the Redskins, so citing him in a bad Philly fan behavior post is like the pot calling the kettle a racist piece of shit.
Side note: Chief Zee – really Zema Williams – apparently died last month. I don’t know why, but I found this line funny in the story about his death:
Williams occasionally traveled to Redskins road games, but he stopped going to Giants road games after being pushed down an escalator in 1979 and stopped attending Eagles road games after he had his leg broken and his right eye dislodged from its socket in the Veterans Stadium parking lot in 1983.
Chief Zee encouraging people to refer to him as “My Injun” was considered to be highly offensive by many, you know, actual Native Americans.
The Giants’ broadcast caught a Phillies fan just devouring cotton candy last night. Just watch the video and then we’ll talk: Continue Reading
During last night’s Phillies offense-fest – a rare occasion indeed – something even rarer happened: Home plate umpire Bob Davidson paused an at-bat, walked over to the visitors dugout, and ejected* a heckling fan from the 14th row. Davidson explained what happened post-game:
“This guy starts yelling “you suck!” You could tell he was [drunk]. And so, all right, suck is not bad. Then he kept it up for two hitters completely. Then the third hitter after the firs pitch, he says “I own property on 69th street. You could come over and suck!” That’s when I turned around and said “You know what, get rid of this guy.” You could have your wife, girlfriend, kids – they buy tickets. They don’t have to come here to listen to that…
And people cheered me, which is unusual in this town for me.”
If someone’s going to be ejected from a game by an umpire for heckling, you’d better do better than “I own property on 69th street” line. Then again, if the guy does own property on 69th street… well, he should probably move.
Video after the jump.
OK this guy is a wizard, but I don’t understand how someone can be so cool, so calm when a ball is coming at them and they’re holding a child. When I’m holding my son I turn into a protective cacoon, absorbing every glancing blow from a passerby or rogue wall. I move around like we’re on a moon bounce, turning life’s edges into soft ripples. It’s similar to the move I used in my post-collegiate years, The Tuck and Tumble – not a sex move, not even close – where I would curl my beer-carrying hand and allow my shoulder or elbow to absorb all blows in a crowded bar, creating a steadicam effect with the beer, to minimize or reduce spillage. That’s how I hold my son, only it’s a full-body protective shield. So if there was a foul ball coming at us, I’d tuck him under my seat, stand up proudly and scream wildly, while one-handing the ball like Tanaka in Major League II…
… or probably just turn my back and take a devastating kidney shot.
Anyway, credit to this guy. So cool under pressure.
Thinking of trying something like this tomorrow if the Eagles win tonight.* Who’s with me? Eagles win, all married readers wake up their spouses with an E-A-G-L-E-S chant, film it, put it online? Wonder what could go wrong.
*I may have to abstain from my own challenge as Mrs. CB is seven months pregnant and, ho boy, this would be a bad idea.
Flyers fans bringing their A game tonight:
I’m sure Kane will claim he couldn’t hear them.