You made it! It’s finally the end of another work week. Sure, the weekend has lost a bit of its luster lately, but no work is still no work, even if it is just sitting at home doing nothing. I mean, unless you have kids or a family or responsibilities and if so, that’s a “you” problem.
We’re back! Did you miss me? Did you not even realize I was gone? The latter feels right. Regardless, here I am! Ready to give you that pre-weekend nonsense I know you all crave.
I Predict A Riot
This week I decided to stick to baseball but with a twist. Instead of some dumb or psychotic moment perpetrated by a player, I have instead pivoted to the spectators. While there are many fanbases to choose from, I have decided to go with the White Sox.
Sure, they have a young fun team but that is not my rationale. Instead, my reasoning is based on me recently, and inexplicably, stumbling across one of the few delightful spaces on the internet, White Sox Twitter. This made me want to highlight one of my favorite moments of that fanbase. They are really such a lovely group, specifically, but not limited to, the 108 crew. So I figured, what better moment to choose from than the time White Sox fans raged against the disco machine. It’s not Margot Robbie in a bubble bath, but here’s Bob Costas with a quick explanation of the events.
I love everything about this. The insane idea to set off an explosion between a doubleheader. The fans rushing the field. The fighting. The arson. It’s all so perfect. All rooted in their shared hatred of disco. I may be a Sox fan of a different color but any group of people that can band together over their shared animosity towards a specific type of music as pointless as disco is alright in my book.
Enjoy The Weekend!
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