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Wednesday, April 30, 2008

The Yuppie Factor

The Celtics are playing in 2 hours.  The playoff series is tied at 2 a piece.  The games they played in Atlanta were pretty much atrocious, in both their play, and the officiating (or lack thereof).  Anyway, the Celtics, like any successful Boston team have their following back.  They call us fair weather fans if we don't line up to buy tickets to see a 24 win team, but honestly, if I were an Ice Cream man, and I only had the worst kind of ice cream you probably wouldn't come buy it from me would you.  But as soon as I got 56 flavors people would line up.  The whole fair weather fan issue bothers me to some extent, but honestly, if you want us to show up, win.  It's really simple.  Especially in this town.  I can remember going to Fenway Park in 2001 and walking up to the box office and getting grand stand seats for any game I wanted.  Today, you have to win a raffle to win "the chance" to spend $200 on 4 seats in the grandstand.  Now, I love that the Red Sox are successful, but what I don't love are the yuppie a-holes who have taken over Fenway.  It used to be the park with the highest collective baseball IQ from a fan perspective in the league, but now its full of suit wearing dip$h1ts who tell you to sit down when you stand up cheer.  I was sitting behind home plate (no, i don't have season tickets or corporate seats, I pretty much got lucky) and without going into to much detail about what was going on in the game, lets just say it was a big moment, so I stood, and tried to show my support for the team.  Not 4 seconds later the 30 something behind me asked if I would sit.  Now, that was pretty bad, but what was worse was that I realized that my friends and I were the only ones this side of first base that realized now was the time to stand up and make noise.  The bleacher creatures knew.  They were all screaming their heads off.  But the rich,  fair weather, "I never went to Fenway Park before 2004 but now I have great seats" sticks in the mud behind home plate sat silently on their hands because they didn't have a CLUE what was going on in the game.  I reluctantly sat in the interest of not getting thrown out of the seat I just paid $95 for and the moment passed without the Sox getting what they needed.  Then, in the very next inning (the 9th) Jonathan Papelbon comes into the game...in a NON-SAVE SITUATION, meaning the Sox were losing, and wouldn't you know it, all of those rich $hits stood and cheered....because they recognized the name I would guess.  It is a travesty what has happened to Fenway Park.  Selfishly, I hope the Sox have a couple if rebuilding years so I can get to the ballpark more than twice a year...I can't be the only one...

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