- I can tolerate one or two attempts at The Wave. By the fourth time I will remain in my seat out of spite.
- Explaining the “rally cap” to those un-exposed may result in confused stares and repeated statements like “I don’t get it” and “and people do this?”
- Trying to find someone you know on the opposite side of a full stadium may take upwards of four innings, even with the goodness of text messages and hat signals.
- I’ve never seen someone denied service due to lack of ID after being served two times previously. I’ve also never seen a woman upset to be denied because they didn’t look old enough. A first for two things.
- Somehow, a $5.75 hot dog and $7 nacho with cheese tastes better with a $10.75 tall can of beer. What’s that? My wallet’s on fire?
- It’s always nice to find out the guy in the seats next to you spent 40% more than you because they bought their tickets earlier.
- Getting your hand smashed with a firey hammer would normally leave you calling 9-1-1 one-handed. Getting your hand on a screaming foul ball that ends up bouncing 30 rows away apparently causes no pain. Ladies and gentlemen, science!
- The amount I will try to save on parking is completely proportional to the added walking distance. As in Free=Anything Within 16 Miles.
- A handshake with an opposing fan after a game is always better than a punch. Ok, 99% of the time.