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My buddy got free tickets to a White Sox game in 1998, when they were really bad and had no fans going to the game. Since we were three rows behind the visitor's dugout, anything we said was heard. Struggling Toronto outfielder Jose Cruz, Jr. was having trouble catching anything relatively close to him, with an error and two misplayed balls in one inning. As he came to the dugout after the third merciful out, my friend, his father, and myself lead the fans in our section in a standing ovation for Jose. He acknowledged our sarcasm, tipped his cap, and proceeded to the dugout.
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I have to say the best that I have ever heard was in Yankee Stadium in '98. The Marlins were in town. Ryan Jackson #3 and Mark Kotsay #7 were having a catch before the game. One fan screamed, "You guys have some nerve wearing those numbers in this place!" Of course referring to Babe Ruth and Mickey Mantle.
I once heard a sportscaster refer to a pitcher's diminishing-speed fastball as "looking like a pearl in a bottle of Prell to these hitters". (A relatively common Prell shampoo t.v. commercial used to show a pearl/bead slowly descending to the bottom of the bottle to indicate how thick and rich their product was.
My very quiet and conservative sister got us tickets right behind home plate at Coors Field. Larry Walker came up to bat and I yell "Hey Walker yah big stud - hit it out". He whiffed three straight high fastballs and turns to look back as he walks into the dugout. The next time he comes up to bat, I yell again in appreciation of his physique. Again, he strikes out. The scouts around us were roaring with laughter. The third time he bats, I keep quiet and he jacks it out of the park. As he came around home, he tipped his hat towards my seat.
Now, one I can't take credit for: Albert Belle had that especially bad season in Cleveland when he was being jeered for not hustling and for gaining weight. A heckler yelled "Hey Albert, you're about one hotdog away from being Cecil Fielder." Even Albert laughed.
This one is for Mariner fans, and you probably won't get it if you aren't. Earlier this year I went to the final game at the Kingdome in Seattle. Griffey hit a homer and made an amazing catch to rob Juan Gonzales of a game-tying home run. In the top of the ninth it was 5-2, and "reliever" Jose Mesa was trying to end the historic game. Of course, he pitched so badly, that the Kingdome rocked every time he threw a strike. Soon it got so bad, I couldn't resist standing up and yelling, "Hey Mesa! I thought we got rid of Bobby Ayala!" Many fans in my section applauded my call.
When Chuck Knoblauch returned to the metrodome for the first time I sat right behind the ondeck circle in the front row about five feet from him. We picked on him for being chunky. He then proceeded to go 0-4 with 2 errors as the yanks got trounced. After his second error he was waiting in the on deck circle and we yelled "get your head out of your knoblauch. Jeter was standing next to him and began laughing. In those same seats I harassed Brady Anderson (90210), Bobby Bonilla (His quote of "i will hurt you I will show you the Bronx" to some reporter), Cal Ripken (Hey what are you too good to take a day off?).
Knoblauch's last season in Minnesota was interesting. A late season day game against Detroit with all of about ten people in attendance. Guy in the RF upper deck keeps yelling "Chuuuuuuuck Knaaaabloooooch!" like the Twins PA announcer used to do. Knoblauch almost missed a grounder because he was turned around looking for the guy. Any outfielder that does the snatch catch and boots it deserves to be heckled. Buhner, Henderson, Rich Becker...........
At a Braves-Mets game 4 or 5 years ago... This guy on the right field line at Atl-Ful Co. started yelling... "Hey Bobby! Bobby Bonilla! You fat slob, why don't you work for your 8 figures! Bobby! You're really fat! Bobby! Why don't you hit the ball?!" (it went on like this for a while.) A half-inning later..."Hey Dave! Dave Justice! Get a haircut!" several innings later. "Forget this man, I'm going home, somebody (yelling to the crowd in general) call me and tell me who won. My number is... (he proceeded to yell his phone number to the crowd.) He had 3 or 4 sections cracking up during a rather boring ball game.
It's not the funniest thing, but probably the worst I ever felt for a player was at an Orioles game several years ago against the White Sox. Former Oriole pitcher Jim Poole was pitching in the late innings of one of those awful meaningless late season games. It was a terribly sloppy inning and Poole lost his concentration and I think walked the bases loaded. Up to the plate stepped that legendary slugger for the White Sox, Norberto Martin, who promptly hit Poole's first pitch for a grand slam. I was sitting right behind the White Sox dugout and the section behind me erupted in the chant of "Cess-Pool, Cess-pool." It was the saddest thing to see Poole near tears when Johnny Oates came out to get him.
I took a trip to Chicago in the early 90's and I went to a game at Wrigley. As we sat out in the left center bleachers a guy started yelling a Dwight Smith, Cubs CF at the time. "Dwight! Dwight! You and me bud! All-star game this year! This continued for several innings until Smith finally turned and tipped his cap to the guy. He then got really rowdy and was "escorted" out of the park. Now the funny part. As we were sitting there, we could hear the guy out on Waveland yelling: Dwight! Dwight! Help! They kicked me out man! Help! Dwight! Dwight.......
We decided to go to a game this year, because 1) It was against Montreal 2) It was Monday night 3) It had been raining 4) and all of the above meant that no one would be there and we could sit behind the dugout (And we did -first row). Kirk Reuter fell behind the first couple batters and i yelled, "Even though no on is here, this game still counts!" Rey Sanchez gave me a dirty look from the railing. Someone else was riding the first base coach Luis Puljols --" Luis! GET IN THE BOX!!! BLUE WILL RUN YOU!!!" He seemed visibly nervous about that and kept getting in the coach's box and absent-mindedly wandering out of it.
There was also a Triple A game between OKC 89ers & NO Zephyrs with a small crowd and 3 college kids sitting behind dugout. Anytime coach or manager would go to the mound they would start an alternating chant "Take him out" / "Leave him in" Just before the manager would finish and head back they would shout in unison "TOUCH HIS BUTT!" I guess I'm easily amused, but it was pretty funny stuff that night.
I am an admitted Dante heckler. I adore him, but often his attitude drives me nuts. My friend tells me that my "Dante, honey, the ball is over there" is one of his all time favorites!
I was at a Tigers game in 96, Cecil came up to bat, and I screamed as loud as I could "HEY CECIL...HIT A HOMERUN AND I'LL BUY YOU A HOTDOG!!!" He hit one out that time. Then, I said it for the rest of his at bats that night, and sadly, he must have been full, because he struck out the rest of his ABs that night.
I was watching the pre game at Three rivers with the Giants against the Pirates and Will Clark was shagging balls in the outfield. Every time will got a ball the fan would yell for him to throw it his way and Clark would not. Finally the guy yells hey Will you get paid $5 million and you cant give me one ball, Clark yelled: "I get paid to hit them out not throw them out" and then proceeded to grab his crotch.
At Fenway park in about 1984 sitting by the right field foul pole these two guys were harassing Dave Winfield all night long. It started out with "Hey Dave...give us the ball" after he would make a catch. In the later innings and many beers later, these two were yelling, "Dave, give us your underweahh". Winfield would just glare at them.
I never liked Dante Bichette much but this year he was pretty funny. It was a Sunday afternoon game and up in the loge level behind us was some guy heckling Dante about his "bulk up" routine and his sissy arm going on and on, the same thing over and over. This went for about 6 innings and the guy was getting really drunk, slurring his speech and getting really loud. Finally Dante pointed in his direction, and made like he was drinking a beer. Then he staggered around for about 15 seconds and making like he was ready to throw up. The ushers threw the guy out a few minutes later. It was one of the most candid moments I'd ever seen from a ball player.
My fave has to be back in the late '80's, Ron Karkovice was playing for the Sox. He couldn't hit a lick then. This had to be late Mayand his average was .083. He got down 0-2 in the count and I started yelling "083! 083!" and quickly my section joined in (we were right near the pressbox, so surely they heard us on TV-radio). Karkovice fouled off 2 Charlie Hough knucklers...and while we were chanting still, Karko hit one of the hardest balls I have ever seen, at least 3/4ths up, in the left-center alley at the old Arlington Stadium for a 3 run homer.
I was at the Cubs-Reds game where Wannstedt (sp) called the foul ball home run. With each foul ball after that, every single fan in Wrigley stood up and made the round the bases sign. It was hysterical!
A few years back I was sitting a couple rows up from the Astros bullpen. They had a perennial bullpen catcher by the name of Strech Suba. I realize that the bullpen catcher is an important job and is more a manager than a player. But these two guys sitting behind me harassed him the whole game and were hilarious. Every time he'd come out to warm up a pitcher they'd start yelling "Atta boy Stretch. Hang in there. You're doing a fine job and we'll get you in the game next inning. Soon as we get a couple more runs you're going' in." That's the hardest I ever laughed at a ballgame.
When I was about nine yrs old I was at a Met Vs. Pirates game and had gotten peanuts. There was a young couple sitting right below me and i had dropped a whole bunch of peanut shells all in this guy's hair(not on purpose). Well this guy decides to take a knee and ask the girl to marry him with all kinds of peanut stuff in his hair. I thought it was pretty funny.
Well sadly for me as an A's fan one of my favorite players to harrass is now on our team so i have to be nice to him. but when he was in cleveland and NY we used to have a lot of fun with the guy we'd yell out all sorts of hallie berry related coments, often times the worst of which came when he was batting and couldn't hear us things like "hey justice why don't you smack the ball lik you smacked your ex-wife" we were usually a little kinder when he was in the field cause he took most of our coments in good humor i remember one game when he came out in batting practice just to shat with all of us in the left field bleachers and tell us to harrass kenny lofton because he was DH ing that night and would'nt get to hear it from us in the field. o well he's an A now so now he's cool but the the main event occurs when that sellout jason giambi comes back to okaland, then hopefully he'll see how fast those MVP chants can turn to SELL OUT. o and a tip to the red sox fans !out there as an A's fan who truley understands and agrees with you in your hatred of the yanks. i have found a fun way to heckel derek jeter is to alter the lyrics to mariah carey songs to make them about Derek Jeter and how lame he is.
"Yankees Suck"
This is the ALL TIME common chant, it can be started anywhere in the boston area at the drop of a hat. At a Boston Celtics and a Washington Wizards (when Micheal Jordan came back and was one of the first games of the year) all of a sudden three different times the "Yankees suck" chant, in a different sport, with a team not even related to New York. The greatest feeling for any fan of the Red Sox fan is to go to the Boston vs. New York games, the power and emotions there is at its highest, more then once fists will be thrown in your sections, as the town does have quite a few New York Yankee lovers also, and of course the feeling between both teams have never been good especially after the curse of the Bambino...
Here's one of my personal all-time favorites (and something that really gets in a pitcher's dome):
When a pitcher starts getting a little wild, walking some guys, etc. we start counting balls in the voice of "The Count" from "Sesame Street"
4! 4 Balls! ha...ha...ha
3! 3 Walks! ha...ha...ha
Something that really gets in some domes and also gets the rest of the section laughing. A cultural classic that everyone recognizes.
At an A league ballgame, the third baseman was having a really bad day. After his fourth error, the guy behind me said, "Screw up one more time and they'll send you back down to high school."
At PNC Park we yell LAAARRRRY....LAAARRRRY... When Chipper Jones is at bat.
Several years ago, I scored seats in a 1st row box behind 1st base at Yankee Stadium. The Yanks were playing the A's w/Canseco, Stewart, Eck and Dusty Baker was finishing his career and playing 1st that night. Well, we let him have it; "1st is where they put the old men, Dusty", "Watch 'Donnie Baseball' for tips on playing 1st". Chasing a foul: "You run like you're moving furniture". On a weak ground out: "Looks like an old timers's day double, Dusty", etc... On and off the field he'd look back and smile,laugh a little. In the late innings, with men in scoring position, he got a base hit to right to drive in 2 runs and eventually beat the Yanks. Coming out to the field, he pointed at us and laughed, but a pretty good sport all the way and we left having had a great time and thinking he was a pretty good guy. It's a shame more players can't behave like that.
My friend and I go to several red sox games every year. We found that the best three dollars you can spend is on a bag of peanuts. The goal is not just to throw them at anyone but to throw them at the jerk's. Trust me you'll know when you hit the jerk. He won't know where it came from and he will begin yelling at anyone.(that is fun!)Another greet way to enjoy the peanuts is to try to get them in someone else's beer. At one game we had almost all of section 27 throwing peanuts at each other. (That was fun!) Trust me. Get a bag of peanuts and the fun does not stop until the peanuts are gone.
I play Highschool baseball in Texas. At my game today the catcher had been talking a lot of trash from behind the plate and we had exchanged some words earlier over me being thrown at because I alrady had already one home run. So the next pitch I see I clobber over the 375 sign in left center(a pretty hefty shot for a sophmore). So as I stand at the plate and watch it fly, I turn to the afore mentioned catcher and say "Fetch boy, fetch." then start my trot.
In late July of '01 I was (as usual) watching the Rookie league Bristol White Sox. The game I went to was versus the Johnson City Cardz. As you may know, Rick Ankiel was tearing up the league at the same time. I was stting on the front row of the box seats (where all the hecklers sit). And as soon as Ankiel came up the first time I let him have it. I made comments about his wiff's, his pitching ability, and St Louey. I belive he struck out, but as soon as he got back to the dugout, I got the worst stare I have ever recived, I promptly asked him to "bring it" and pointed to the gate beside the bulpen. My only regret was that I had to leave after the 3rd (I had to go on a bus trip) but I couldn't resist the opportunity to heckle the FORMER big leaguer.
When Pete Incaviglia played for the Rangers we were at the game and sitting in left where Pete was playing that night and everytime that he would jog out to left my buddy would stand and yell "Hey Pete that is a long jog you need a snickers bar." Even Pete had to laugh.
The most classic I've ever witnessed: Right field, Dodger Stadium. Shawn Green has his hands on his knees, staring in at the batter. A fan took note of his position and yelled, "Shawn's packing heat and he's got a silencer on that cannon. Watch for the winds blowing in from right." Shawn had to try extra hard to keep from laughing.
I was a part time bleacher creature at Yankee stadium. I can repeat most of the great stories i have, they are way too crude. Heres a clean one though. Yanks vs Indians, M grissom was CF for the tribe, he had been traded for K lofton . A fan yell to grissom " Kenny Lofton is soooooooooo much better than you " then the whole section starts chanting Ken-Ny Lof-ton Ken-Ny Lof-ton , even manny ramirez, the cleveland Rf was laughing. when one fan saw manny laughing he yells at Manny, " what are you laughing at manny you cant even catch a cold"
The 80's was a bad time to be a Yankee fan. During one horrid game vs the Orioles on umbrella day the fans had enough, just about every fan in the stadium opened their umbrellas and started chanting " we want rain "
It was game 4 of the 2001 oakland/yankees playoffs. i am an A's fan, and we were losing pretty bad.. so i decided to have a little fun.. being a left field bleacher bum, i had chuck knoblauch right in front of me.. i hate that guy... so i proceeded to yell "TROLLLLLLLLLLLL... KNOBLUACH IS A TROLLLLLLLLLLLLLL" "YOU LIVE IN A MUSHROOM UNDER A BRIDGE!!" at the top of my lungs.. (and i am a very loud gal) i proceeded to do that for the last 3 innings, and hold up my sign that says "KNOBLAUCH stinks" and had him drawn as a treasure troll.. well.. at the end of the game, ole chucky turned around, called me a b*tch, and flipped me off!!!!! I LOVED IT!!!! he doesn't know how much he made my day by doing that!!! i got under his skin, and i brag about it as much as i can!!!!!!!!
I have been a college umpire for many years and could tell many stories. But the one that I heard recently that struck me funny was...when a second baseman for Baylor missed an easy grounder by letting the ball roll under his glove, a fan yelled "you know what you and Michael Jackson have in common? You both wear one glove for no apparent reason!"
Still, the all-time funniest happened to us as a family two seasons ago. We had just finished our annual pilgrimage to the Stadium for the Left Coast and were finishing up our vacation with a visit to Boston. Im my older age, Fenway was one of the few parks at which I had never witnessed a game. We secured some great seats from a friend whose company has held season ducats for many years. My two sons and I fully appreciated the park and the atmosphere, history - even reached out and touched the Green Monster like in the VISA commercial. Sox were playing the Rays with Pedro on the hill. Pedro was coming back from some minor injury and didn't have his best fastball but kept the Sox close with some very filthy stuff. Anyway, the Sox are behind late and the newly acquired Rico Brogna hits a game-winning, walk-off, grand slam in the bottom-o-the-ninth for a Sox win. As we are leaving Fenway and walking out in the street we expect to hear talk of RICO the King and such. But what do we here after a dramtic Sox win against THE FREAKIN' TAMPA BAY DEVIL RAYS? You guessed it, Yankees Suck, Yankees Suck. We laughed all the way back to our hotel at which time my 12-year old looks at me and says, Red SUX...said it all for us!
Yankee Stadium either 1992 or 1993 playing the Cleveland Indians. My dad lands four of Citibanks Corporate seats directly in front of the Yankees on deck circle. First row.I knew I'd never sit this close again. I'm with three friends who are celebrating the closeness by downing some beer. We start getting a little ripped and begin making comments on how the Indians suck. We offer Albert Belle some beer. We are razzing everyone on the Tribe. The Yankees arewinning big and Cleveland hasn't scored. We are in the seventh or eighth inning and the Indians have a runner on third. Now I'm wondering about this time if we are being heard and as Albert Belle hits a single in comes Alvaro Espinosa STICKING HIS TONGUE OUT AT US. The whole section just burst out in laughter.
A few years ago, after LARRY'S affair with a hooters girl, a few crazy fans wearing these blue hardhats that said mets on them were sitting behind the Mets dugout. Everytime Larry got up they would hold up a Hooters shirt, and yell Hooters at the top of their lungs. Larr went 0-4 with 2 K's. I then saw these same guys at a game going around Shea stadium, wearing X'ed out bonilla jersies yelling about the 1986 Mets, in the Middle of the 2000 season.
During the 2001 season for the Red Sox, I was a student at Northeastern University and making an effort to ignore the fact that we were at school we had a nightly routine. This routine for myself and 4 of my other friends was pretty much drinking too much and sneaking into Fenway which is unbelievably easy. So, one night I end up finding a seat 4 rows up from the on deck circle. AJ Pryzinsky is at bat and Denny Hocking is on deck. I proceed to yell to Denny that he has the potential to hit for a Triple Crown, finally I yell after an obvious called strike, "Hey Denny! I'd like to tell that guy at bat he should have swung but how do I pronounce his name?" The crowd starts busting up, but then Denny surprisingly turns around and says "Hey buddy, the PA has only said it 4 times over the loudspeaker so far!." The section looks at me and starts laughing harder, needless to say I'm not a Denny Hocking fan...
In 1998, a group of my friends and I formed to become the Figga Fan Club, for then-Columbus Clipper Mike Figga. We would chant "Hi! Ho! Mike Figga! AWAAAYYY!" before every one of his at-bats, but our greatest achievements came from heckling. We picked a player from every team and would proceed to chant their name loudly and obnoxiously during every one of their at-bats for the entire series, not just one game. Our crowning achievement came when we decided to do this to Aaron Boone. This only lasted one game, as we had chosen a different player from the Indianapolis Indians, but he got sent down before the final game of the series. So, we went to Aaron. Every time he came to the plate we would kick up the loud "AAAA-RON! AAAA-RON!" and he proceeded to go 0-5 with 3 strikeouts. When the game ended he was coming back to the clubhouse, looked up at us and yelled "SHUT UP!" at the top of his lungs, which of course brought laughter from our entire section, but not us. W! e responded with "Oh yeah! Great game! Guess what? We'll see ya in Indy next week!" That man looked genuinely worried. We never showed, but I'm sure he checked every game of that series in Indy.
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