I want to hear some great ballpark stories from all you in baseball land. They don't have to revolve around big time events like game 6 of the 1975 WS, in fact, I'd prefer they don't because we all know what happened then, but maybe someone was at the spring training game when Randy Johnson clocked that pigeon, or when Tom Browning left Wrigley Field and hung out on the roof of one of the houses across the street and Jose Rijo shot fans with a super soaker (in the same game.) I already posted this in a thread on being a team supporter (Reds in my case,) but it seems like a good idea to copy it here.
Last season I went to a Reds-Giants game, and the strangest thing happened. First, the Reds had a rookie on the mound making his big league debut, and he strikes out the first two guys up, the fans start going nuts, and then THE ONE steps into the box and the whole place goes quiet. Josh Hall (the rookie), throws the first pitch WAY outside. You can guess what happened to the second. Barry just twists his torso, and with no effort, drops the ball in the visitors bullpen. I've been to quite a few sporting events (including the Ohio State-Miami national title game in '02), and I've NEVER experienced anything like that. The whole place was silent. Everyone knew it was going to happen, the fielders, pitcher, crowd, Barry, everyone. So we all treated as such, like it was simply a formality. When Barry came up to the plate, we all just thought, take your trot and go back to the dugout so we can get on with the game. It was the weirdest thing I've ever been a part of.
Last season I went to a Reds-Giants game, and the strangest thing happened. First, the Reds had a rookie on the mound making his big league debut, and he strikes out the first two guys up, the fans start going nuts, and then THE ONE steps into the box and the whole place goes quiet. Josh Hall (the rookie), throws the first pitch WAY outside. You can guess what happened to the second. Barry just twists his torso, and with no effort, drops the ball in the visitors bullpen. I've been to quite a few sporting events (including the Ohio State-Miami national title game in '02), and I've NEVER experienced anything like that. The whole place was silent. Everyone knew it was going to happen, the fielders, pitcher, crowd, Barry, everyone. So we all treated as such, like it was simply a formality. When Barry came up to the plate, we all just thought, take your trot and go back to the dugout so we can get on with the game. It was the weirdest thing I've ever been a part of.
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