(some of the sickening creeps described below, shown at a Dodgers game late last season)
I’ve foolishly presumed it’s a plus for Chavez Ravine to have actual paying customers that turn up by the first pitch and manage to hang around after the 7th inning stretch, but the LA Times’ Steve Dilbeck has some strong words of advice for the Dodgers’ more rowdy rooters. To wit, “grow up”.
You know who you are. Exactly what you are continually escapes me, probably because of the constant cringing.
For some reason, these Neanderthals feel compelled to flaunt their collective low IQ.
This is how it works. The Giants come to Dodger Stadium and at repeated points in the evening the chant will echo throughout the ballpark: “Giants suck!”
Really, this is not clever. It™s not intelligent for a fourth grader. What it is, is embarrassing, though those busy with the self-demeaning miss the reality.
It doesn™t stop with the Giants. When Barry Bonds used to come to town, he drew special abuse. The Padres hear it, the Angels, the Phillies, almost any team or individual–provided he™s a star–can be showered with verbal stupidity.
It reverberates throughout the stadium, a black mark on the sports culture of Los Angeles. Really, you wonder what the rest of the country thinks. Ooooh, aren™t those L.A. fans just so mentally nimble? Regular Cameron Crazies.
What does the rest of the country think?!? That there are people other than sun-bathers and corporate ticket holders in the stadium, dummy. God, if Dodger Stadium was like this when I left LA 12 years ago….I still woulda left.
Oh, and let’s not talk about redneck Giants fans acting like a bunch of hostile losers when they make the trip down the I-5. No, that wouldn’t fit the stereotype of educated, elitist NoCal’ers. It’s not like they ever threw batteries or clumps of chocolate at Mike Marshall when he played the OF for the Dodgers (look it up).
Ghirardelli’s chocolate? That should be a Class 2 felony.