Tuesday, February 13, 2007

What grinds my gears

A lack of sports etiquette at sporting events. Those d-bags who get up during play and block your view, especially the ones who fricken stand in front of you and start talking to a friend. This past weekend I had to yell at two losers who stood up right in between me and the view of play, completely blocking the view of half of our section, and having a goddam conversation! I had to yell at them, "YOU ARE NOT INVISIBLE." And they still didn't move. Fricken jerks.

IT IS NOT AN INTERMISSION. TALK DURING INTERMISSION OR GO UP OUT OF THE WAY OF PEOPLE AND CONDUCT YOUR CONVERSATION WITHOUT BLOCKING ANYONE'S VIEW, ***-HATS.

This happens for baseball, every place I have been, hockey at BU, hockey at MN, hockey at SCSU, every where.

People arriving late for sporting events, and going to their seats while play is going on. Either show up on time, or wait until a stoppage in play, or if you absolutely must be impatient, go to your seat when play is at the other end. I also hate the people who walk down all the way, then realize their seat is on the wrong side and make the entire row of people get up, often during play, to get to their seats. I hate those people. Look at your ticket before you go down the long staircase, talk to the usher, I don't care. Don't expect me to want to get up, inconvenience an entire row, AND inconvenience all the fricken people behind us who are getting their view blocked. And then don't whine when I say wait until the play goes by, and tell me you spent your money to come to the game. You spent your money to see the game, but that doesn't give you the right to block the view of the other people who came to the game and paid their money too.

Then the people who get up to wave. Who the hell are you? A loser? I thought so. Stop waving at the camera, or being on your cell phone and waving. Yes, your wife is pretending not to know you, and she wasn't even doing that when you painted half your body red and yellow for your son's little league game and that time when you dressed as a Klingon and tried to eat live maggots with chopsticks.

The worst part is that the guys that do it are in the best seats in the house. Instead of thanking God for the once in a lifetime experience of sitting in the best seats in the house, and just watching the game with a view better than that on TV, they're fricken waving like a numbskull.

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