Saturday, November 26, 2005

Candlestick Fireworks, Soviet Nukes

San Francisco is a wacky place, with more nut cases than you could believe. I remember hearing stories back in the Reagan 80's that every time the Giants had a fireworks show, a number of people would call the SF police and report that the Soviets were nuking us. The joys of mind expanding drugs...

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  1. We used to go to Mariners games in the Dome back when they really sucked and attendance was very low (15,000 in a 50,000 capacity facility). Then came 1995 and the playoffs, and suddenly everybody was a fan. Dave Niehaus, one of the announcers for the team, had a signature call in the case of a grand slam- "Get out the rye bread and the mustard, Grandma; it's a grand salami!"

    Thereafter, at every game someone would yell "Hit a Grand Salami!" whenever a heavy hitter came up to bat, even if the bases were empty. Clueless.

    I started going to Rainiers games instead to enjoy the sunshine and the intimacy of a minor league ballpark. I sat near a guy who heckled the best player for the opposing teams mercilessly. "What't the matter with Timlin? He's a bum!" he would chant when Timlin, for example, came up. He honestly believed that his heckling was the key to the Rainiers' success.

    Not as crazy as the folks in San Francisco, but pretty crazy.