I love going to baseball games. Being in a stadium and watching a game in person is just a better experience than watching it on TV. Or, at least it’s supposed to be.
One of the problems, for those of us who care about the actual game, with becoming a popular team is that it attracts people who just want to do the current cool thing. That tends to make the ballpark a less than ideal place to be for someone who just wants to watch live baseball, especially in a fair-weather area like DFW.
I was at the Felix-Yu matchup last night sitting in section 47 directly in front of the idiot that ran onto the field in the seventh inning. That guy was with three or four friends and they were a complete beating all night. Here are some things I overheard:
- Them wanting to go “teach a lesson” to someone wearing a Seahawks Russell Wilson jersey because that just shouldn’t happen in “our” stadium.
- Every other word being a f-bomb. I curse, a lot at times, when I’m around friends that I know don’t care. I’d never be crass enough to yell it to my friends with hundreds of strangers around.
- How running on the field was on this guys bucket list and he just had to do it.
- How he was afraid his dad would kick him out of the house because bail would be so much.
- Trying to get a friend to do it with him saying he would pay their bail. These last two seem to contradict each other.
- How he’d had 7 beers already so he wouldn’t feel a taser, but he needed one more before he did it.
That was when my fiancée and I left those seats and found somewhere better to watch the last two innings of the game.
On top of all that, here’s how the rest of my section decided to watch the top of the seventh:
Yep, they’re watching and cheering, very loudly, for the wave they were trying to start.
I know this sounds like some old man complaining. But at what point are people being jackasses and taking away from the enjoyment of people who want to watch the game too much? Going to games means too much to me to just stop doing it entirely but it may become something I do less frequently as the season goes on.
But hey, at least we got to see this at the end of the night:
And that makes it worth it.