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Sweet, naive Lou Piniella, believing that the balls that come back onto the field are the same balls that left it in the first place.
Seriously; I assume almost all the balls thrown back are ones the fans bought at Wal-Mart and brought with them. Who'd throw back a major league ball?
Although an idea that would be the coolest ever would be having the Cubs have a ball giveaway night with the sole purpose of throwing them back after a home run; Derrek Lee hits a homer and 40,000 balls come flying onto the playing field.
Someone is unclear on the concept. ;-)
"And heeeeere come the pretzels!"
I was at a music festival a few years ago, and right before Tea Party came on a single empty water bottle went flying across the crowd, and just before it landed the sky was blacked out by thousands of them. It went on for abut 15 minutes, and someone had to come on stage and say Tea Party wouldn't come on until it stopped. Me and my friend had to stand back to back knocking down incoming bottles. Another friend of mine got clocked by a 2 litre full of water. It was a fun time.
And I'm curious as to what else your sweeping generalization is based on.
Given that it's Gambling Rent, I assume he's also basing this on our race-based hatred of Dusty Baker.
good to hear it, at least there is some sanity left in the windy city.
Oh, trust me--I don't take this kind of stuff lightly, and I don't reckon I'm alone. Add "possibility of injuring Fukudome" to "possibility of a forfeit" (along with its being, well, generally idiotic behavior) on the list of reasons why I was pissed.
Unlike a lot of the bleacher morons, most of us in 528 actually watch the damn game and care who wins it...
Next thing I know, everyone in the right field bleachers stands up and a ball comes sailing out onto Sheffield Avenue. It wasn't quite the chaos out there then as it is now, but I still had to beat a half dozen people to it. There was, however, a packed house over on the Waveland side.
The ball was hit by Kal Daniels off of Greg Maddux (Daniels hit two that day for the Dodgers). The crowd started yelling at me to throw it back, but I could think of nothing at that moment less likely to happen. I left with my only ball ever from a MLB game, from a game I spent roughly seven minutes at.
If Craig Calcaterra wants to buy the ball off of me to put in his Greg Maddux shrine, I'll entertain offers. Also, if someone happens to have a Kal Daniels shrine, I'll entertain offers there too.
UPDATE: Thanks to Baseball Reference and Retrosheet, I'm almost positive it was this game.
Bringing a spare ball into the game isn't anything new, though...
I attended my first Cubs game in 1983 - and I never forgot an old ball hawk who was nice enough to chat with a starry-eyed kid, and pulled out his ratty, mangled 'replacement' ball, and told me that I should always bring in an extra --- so I could keep the real ball, but still throw an enemy tater back.
It's like the whole scale of what crosses the line from a cute, and really, kinda endearing tradition -- and turns it into stupidity. So far as I know, the tradition of throwing back enemy HRs started with the 60s Bleacher Bums - these guys were no angels. During the '98 season, me and some buddies shared a beer with a guy that claimed he'd been to over 1200 games dating back to 1970 -- and we went back and forth trying to one-up each other on things we'd gotten away with in the bleachers. He won easily... but neither of our stories involved making parents nervously cover the ears of their children. None of them had us hurling anything onto the field (beyond the single enemy HR). None of them included arrests or even an usher needing to step in.
Somewhere along the line, there became this need to up the amperage rather than just participate in the tradition of it all -- or heaven forbid, enjoy a sunny afternoon with the lake in the background, a beer in hand, and watching Bill Bonham/Dick Ruthven/Jose Guzman/Shawn Boskie/Ismael Valdez/Jason Marquis get his hat handed to him by whomever was in town that night.
And in the caffeine thread Piniella talked about mixing Red Bull with vodka. He's obsessed with alcohol.
Touche.
Another one was from the Dawson era.
HoJo hits one for the Mets, onto Waveland Ave (yes? I'm from 700 miles away). I'm standing room only. I watch the guy pick it up. He looks up, sees me looking, and yells, "Who hit it?"
I tell him, and he shakes his head in the negative.
He then winds up fires the ball OVER the bleachers, heading to the field.
I'm the only one observing this, so I yell, "Andre, look out!" and he turns around in time to see the ball miss him by only a few feet.
This story sounds impossible if you haven't been to Wrigley, so some Chicagoan can please back me up on this one.
Absolutely.
Although - if you were telling the Hawk to watch out, the ball hawk on the street was probably throwing from Sheffield.
thanks
I don't know how it is with the new bleacher additions, but when I last was at Wrigley (2003), the bleachers were quite low. Any person with normal strength could get a ball from Waveland/Sheffield back into the bleachers, and someone with a good arm could certainly get it back on the field. Me, I got a rag arm, so I would've probably clocked Howie in the head by accident...
Hey, if a small percentage of bad actors can colour your perception of people, wait 'til you find out who stole Guy LeDouche's bike!
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