You know from my prior blog posts how tranquil spring training can and should be. Evidently not all “fans” got the memo. I use the term loosely for three individuals who sat in our section on a glorious Clearwater afternoon today. If ticket prices were based on IQ points, these three would have gained admission for next to nothing. The main protagonist was an inebriated young lad who could barely put two hands together to clap.
You knew something was amiss by this fellow sporting a NY Mets jersey in a game involving two teams from Philadelphia and Houston. It soon became apparent that his purpose in coming was primarily to yell insults at Philly fans. Now clearly we don’t mind others rooting for their own team, and would gladly overlook repeatedly chide remarks directed toward us if they had an ounce of clever to them. But this “fan” and another male accomplice in a black-brimmed TB hat with brim duly askew were intent on repeating the same inane comments until ushers and a police office escorted them out of the stadium, to resounding applause from all who had the misfortune of sitting around them. And for Mr. Met we have this wonderful door prize — a free T-shirt courtesy of Surf n’ Style on Clearwater Beach: