O’s Opening Day = Just Another Reason to Get Drunk…
After nearly 6 full months since the last regular season game at Camden Yards, the O’s kicked off the season with a Loss yesterday in the rain to the, soon to be arch rivals, Tampa Bay Rays. You can basically forget about the Red Sox and Yankees fans, because in a short period of time we’re going to get a “Rays Nest” in Oriole Park. They’ll probably make their home about mid-May once the orioles are a steady 20 games under .500 and they’ll probably hold signs up like, “Baltimore: A Rays Fan’s Home away from Home”. And who knows, by the All Star Break they’ll probably outnumber us up there. While Angelos continues to destroy the city of Baltimore’s Baseball Dreams, the fans are becoming less and less like…
and they’re becoming more like…
My how the times have changed. And while most of you know this, I’d like to share with you just how I experienced opening day.
I worked till 5. Then went to the bar, where at around 8 pm I met my friend who skipped out on Opening Day this year for the first time since 2002. He said he had his reasons, but when I asked him to describe it to me he stated, “Dude, you’ve never been?? Man, we wouldn’t even go into the game till the 7th inning.” I said, “You guys must’ve been wasted by then” he nodded his head but then I asked why he even bothered to go into the game at that point?? He responded with, “Honestly? I dunno, I usually didn’t remember much after that point of the day.”
Yesterday’s game was all but over by the 7th inning, and by 8:00 at the bar, a bus of rowdy O’s fans came crawling in (some of them literally were crawling).
There were about 20 O’s fans, guys outnumbered the girls 3:1, but the girls were no more sober. Every one of them was hammered, some of them were less drunk to the point that they could make fun of the really drunk ones, like the guys who looked as if they were playing plinko with their bodies as they tried to make it to the bar. After listening to them tell stories about how my buddy, who didn’t go to the game, was a (insert multiple expletives here), I asked one of them what the score was. He responded with, “Who f*$%#n cares!”. The follow up question was Who won? Followed by a quick, almost programmed response of “Not the Orioles”. They couldn’t name the score or what happened in the game but they knew the Orioles lost. “Opening Day Tradition!” they chanted at one point, and I thought to myself… None of these people went to work today and most of them probably would not attend work tomorrow. All this and they didn’t even know what happened in Baltimore at Camden Yards that day.
There was one spirited discussion about the game. Two drunk guys wrestled each other to the bar room floor as they argued over who the Orioles played that day. Whether it was the “Tampon Bay Gays or the Tampon Bay She-Devil Gays.” Clearly the “She-Devil Gays” lobbyist was out of touch. Needless to say, they probably spent plenty of money on beer down at Pickles’ Bar and then possibly snuck in a flask or water bottle filled with Vodka and tried to start a fight with the Rays’ Nest. One guy actually described to me how much he liked to fight. Which was followed up with the story of how last year he tried to fight off the cops putting him in hand cuffs.
Baltimore is this what our baseball team is coming to? Just another excuse to get drunk? People can’t even take going to the games anymore, as they’d rather not be invested in a team that loses 100 games.
As we mop up the AL East basement this year, hopefully some light will shine, hopefully we can keep Markakis, get some young talent in here and build a future so that those bars that have “$1 Miller Lite during O’s games” specials, can actually make their money’s worth. We look forward to the day when you can count on buying standing room only seats to games if you show up to the ticket window on game day… not just against the Yanks, Sawx… or soon to be… Rays.