A short while ago, a well-meaning sales rep from the San Francisco Giants called and wanted to make a deal.
He knew I loved spur-of-the-moment decisions to get cheap tickets to go see the team's sensational young pitcher, Tim Lincecum. So, how about this offer: Four-packs (kills the spur-of-the-moment element) at a modestly reduced rate (kills the cheap element) to go see the rest of the Giants' pitching staff (kills the chance to compete in the National League West).
This week, I got another call: If I didn't like the overly structured nature of a four-pack of games, how about an even more complicated six-pack? And, even better, this six-pack seems to specialize in weekday day games. "Manfred" the sales rep seemed to think this was a selling point (and that this offer would be super "hot" once it hits the Internet in a couple of days).
Hey, there's not much finer than day baseball -- but former Cubs manager Lee Elia wasn't so far off the mark when he noted in a now-infamous rant that most people work during the day (Elia's exact words regarding hostile Chicago fans were
, "The motherfuckers don't even work. That's why they're out at the fucking game. They oughta go and get a fucking job and find out what it's like to go out and earn a fucking living. Eighty-five percent of the fucking world is working. The other 15 percent come out here.").
In other words, as far as making a convincing argument to buy tickets: Strike Two.
Interesting to note: Manfred said that the Giants will likely be giving away knit caps during their ethnic heritage nights (I still have a Croix de Candlestick knit cap from 1999 and carry it with me at all times). Also, we will likely never see a kids' bat day of the sort we grew up with ever again -- thanks to liability issues and the perception that society has grown less polite than back when Dave Dravecky
was throwing strikes at the 'Stick and yours truly was handed a beautiful, 30-inch Louisville Slugger.
Yeah, I've still got it.