17 thoughts on “July 26, 2014: Almost Did it Again”

  1. As frustrating as the game was last night from an on-the-field standpoint, I was even more irritated at the drunken idiots. I have had very few run ins with this at Target Field over the last few years, but last night was terrible. Maybe it was because the White Sox were in town...

    A guy actually fell from two rows above us onto me and my son - spilled his Bud Light all over my oldest.

    Later, some douche decided it would be a good idea to show my four-year-old a picture of his girlfriend on his cell while my four year old was using the urinal. When I suggested he leave my son alone, he said "it's okay bro, she's wearing a swim suit".

    On the way out from that same bathroom visit, there was a pool of vomit on the floor, and two girls were arguing over whose vomit it was. Both of them had drinks in both hands. We didn't stay to see how that turned out.

    The night was somewhat redeemed by the fireworks after the game.

    1. gross. My first day in Target Field back in 2010 was night quite that nightmarish, but I dealt with drunken buffoons as well. I wrote an e-mail to the Twins when I got home, and I got a personal response immediately. I was told to visit some suite during the game if there were any obnoxious fans and they'd take care of it personally for me. Never had a problem since then.

    2. Yuck. I've probably been to 40 games at TF and had only one bad experience with drunks.

    3. The most loaded audience I've ever been sitting in was for my one and only Vikings game, but amazingly, my vicinity was only populated by mellow, loving drunk-types.

      I've been near some bastards and freaks at wrestling shows (not so surprising) and a few at Twins games, though that's a product of huge sample size. There were some asshole cheeseheads behind us at the playoffs at Chase Field a couple of years ago, but when Goldschmidt hit a grand slam they completely stopped making noise for the rest of the game.

      The best one ever was a drunk Twins fan sitting directly in front of me - clearly a lifelong vagrant - lamely attempting to heckle a Yankee fan a few rows in front of us. The Yankee fan had a personalized jersey with the name "Liewen" on it and the drunk kept calling him "Lemieux" and asking why a hockey fan would want to go to a baseball game. The Yankee fan, to his credit, never even turned around to acknowledge the guy.

      "HEY LEMIEUX!! I THINK YOU'RE LOST, BAY-BAY. WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN THE STADIUM, BAY-BAY?!"

      1. Interestingly I haven't run into a lot if that at wrestling events. It's been a while, and the bar is lowered significantly. The worst I can think of is the guy at a late 90's wwf house show calling Triple H "triple hemorrhoids" over and over again while proudly looking back at us each time as if to make sure we gave him credit for the line

    4. That's pretty lame-o. Sucks you guys had to have a bad experience.

      The only times I can remember running into drunken foolishness was a preseason Vikings game (because of course) and whenever we sat in the left field bleachers at Miller park where all the underage kids go to get even more hammered after tail-gating. I think the cops have come down to that section every single time we've day there, so if anyone ever goes to Miller park, avoid that area (and wear lots of deodorant.)

      Also, for what is worth, the right field section right behind the visitors bullpen was filled with really awesome fans the one time we say it there, except for that one drink idiot using at Glen Perkins about something called the Ponies.

  2. Hall of Fame changes some rules. The biggest one: only ten years of eligibility instead of 15. Voters are now required to complete a registration form and sign a code of conduct. No more Deadspin votes. All voters will be made public too, but the ballots will remain private.

  3. My college housemate had this on Beta. Perhaps the only film actually released on Beta. Or so it seemed. Anyway, I must have seen it two or three dozen times, in varying stages of inebriation.

    1. I'm around 60% sure I helped him at my store a couple of weeks ago. Wiki says he lives in SoCal but the customer was buying things for family. Huh.

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