I am a total cliche of a girl when it comes to watching sports, ie, I am completely clueless.
Years and years of watching football with boyfriends, man friends, and other women who "get it" has gotten me nowhere.
To this day, I am still the asshole who's not quite sure what "first and 1O" means, and I couldn't tell you the difference between a field goal and a kickoff.
I can appreciate going to see a live game, however, for what it is. I enjoy sitting outside, being amongst the crowd, people-watching and being part of the ruckus. It's fun, man. Watching it on tv, not so much. Unless it's at a bar. And there's beer. Yea, I can do that.
All this talk about the World Series, and Joe Torre's resignation, and A-Rod's departure, makes me think of a baseball game I attended over the summer.
As I said, I do really like going to live games--and baseball is something I understand for the most part, so I can follow and get into it.
I'm not really familiar with most of the players on the Mets, having always hung out with Yankees fans, so I tried to familiarize myself with who was who, and thought I had done pretty well. I always sort of start with who I think is cute, followed by the ones who seem the most popular.
It seemed really strange to me that, everytime #18 went up to bat, people appeared to be booing him. He was a Met, and we were sitting at Shea Stadium, so why in the world did everyone hate him so much?
I kept my mouth shut, not wanting to ask a stupid question. Yet the booing continued. I couldn't take it anymore.
"Why do people keep booing whenever that guy goes up to bat?" I asked innocently. Cringing at my stupidity.
I was looked at with curiosity, and asked why I thought they were booing him.
"Well," I said, "Everytime he steps up to the plate, people yell out BOO! BOO!"
Yea. Not so much. #18, aka Moises Alou, had a lot of fans who liked to yell out "Alouuuuuuuuuuu".
See? I have a lot to learn!
ps - Baltimore By Way of Brooklyn , you can stop laughing at me now!!!