baseball!

i love it. it's the only sport i bother to follow, and it defines early summer days like this: bright, sunny, 80 degrees, mid-april, with the A's vs. Angels game on the radio, 0-0 in the bottom of the 8th inning, runners first and third.

i went with E & K to the A's home opener last monday night, to see them get their ass handed to them by the Blue Jays (10-3.) the game was a lot of fun to go to, despite the abysmal fans we were sitting around in the cheap ($10) seats. the most represented population seemed to be stupid little hoodlums, who clearly didn't know anything about baseball other than it provides tough gangsta caps for them to color in all black with sharpies and wear backwards. several stupid, rude assholes in our section smoked constantly despite people asking them nicely not to (which would have merely complied with the rules at Oakland Coliseum, oops I mean Network Associates Coliseum, oops I mean McAfee Coliseum.) and for that matter, the Coliseum's smoking policy results in the entire View Level (read: cheap seats) concourse being like a pub. oh, actually, you can go to any pub in Oakland and revel in the smoke-free atmosphere since 1995. i think i'll send the Coliseum a nastygram.