Somehow I missed this in Home Run Derby’s Top MLB Promotions of 2008. I think it was because I excluded bobbleheads from the list.
But Friday Night (July 18) was Crazy Crab Bobblehead Night in San Francisco. Who’s Crazy Crab? Well, The Crab was a mascot the San Francisco Giants paraded out in 1984 as an anti-mascot to rival the recent influx of mascots into Major League Baseball.
Why an “anti-mascot” instead of a regular mascot? Well, then-Giants exec Pat Gallagher explains …
Our fans were too hip, too sophisticated and way too baseball oriented to put up with anything as stupid as a mascot.
And you wonder why San Francisco gets portayed as the Smug Capital of the World? It’s beacuse it’s true.
The fans would boo the Crab (when they weren’t throwing things at it), the players would abuse it with rosin bags and bats, and the Crab would give it right back on talk radio and taunt fans and management, even after it was retired in 1985 - barely a season after it had debuted.
But over the last decade, The Crab has seen a surge in popularity among fans.
So this afternoon, it was a hot one at Wrigley Field as the Cubs beat the Giants 3-1.
Temperature was in the mid-eighties, humidity in the 50-60% range - it probably felt closer to 90 degrees. It’s enough to make a kid sitting in the front row at Wrigley really dehydrated.
Better drink something kid …
… wait a minute … is that a beer?
That’s not Water or Pepsi or Mountain Dew.
That looks like a beer cup to me. And that looks like beer in that beer cup. That kid’s in the wrong section … the bleachers are in the outfield, dude.
What do you think?
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If it’s not beer - what is it?
Is it a big deal if he is?
Usually at a ballgame, you need to keep you eyes on your beer. At $7.75 for 16 ounces … it’s a near-tragedy when some oaf stumbles down your row and knocks over your brew.
But in the bleachers at AT&T Park in San Francisco - you gotta be aware of the wind …
Watch as the wind tries to knock over a nearly-full beer …
Day 6 of 30 and we move on to the San Francisco Giants (Please check out Sky’s preview too!).
Speaking of moving on, I understand that a certain outfielder is no longer with the team. I jest of course, this post is about the 2008 Giants, and with Barry Bonds in the rearview mirror, I intend to look at the team that will be in uniform, not the prima donna that is still looking for a job.
One of my favorite players in the league is a brand new Giant, Aaron Rowand. He will bring a different type of attitude to the Giants, because he is a player that gives it all for the game and the team. I am willing to bet he and Omar Vizquel will get along very well. All I know is that San fran Fans will appreciate Rowand the first time he does this.
The practice is often legal (if not celebrated) in many countries like the Dominican Republic - but that doesn’t make it right.
For years, people have bred roosters to be aggressive - beyond their natural tendency to fight to establish a dominant pecking order. In these fights, the birds often fight to the death merely for sport and gambling opportunities. Occasionally, sharpened metal spurs are attached to the birds’ talons. Louisiana will be the last state to ban cockfighting (in August 2008) in the United States.
If you’re squeamish or simply not interested in seeing Marichal and Martinez shake hands in a Dominican cockfighting ring before their roosters fight to the death … I suggest you don’t play the attached video.
David Chalk of Bugs and Cranks and I are engaging in a well intentioned, respectful debate on Barry Bonds, Home Run ball #756 (and its asterisk) and a call to boycott the Baseball Hall of Fame.