No More Yankee My Wankee!
So early last week I was treated to a wonderful event. I got to go to Camden Yards in Baltimore to see the New York Yankees play the Baltimore Orioles. The seats were about as good as you can get I think. It was great fun. Bear in mind I've been to less than 3 major league games and payed no attention while there. My baseball banter is weak... mostly, "hey why that'd dude do that?" and "Are they all going to talking to him after work after that screw up?".
I was clueless to the mechanics of baseball, but fortunately was clued in as the game went on.
I noted that baseball is a much more civil game than football as far as the fans go. I commented som time ago ago about how rowdy NFL fans got... especially in the potty room.
Not so much angst going on in the MLB. No one wanted to beat up Yankees fans in the toilet. How nice.
There was a Baltimore fan who was shouting "I95! I95! I95!"
At first I thought it was some crazy version of bingo.
No... was thrilled about interstate 95. Why wasn't obvious. After thinking, I figured that because I95 was the route that you'd take from Baltimore to New York, he wanted the Yankee fans to go home that route. I guess. He may have just really liked that stretch of highway.
In case anyone wonders... Baltimore still smells like butt.