This morning my fellow blogger Ian at the Blue Jay Hunter posted a nice piece about the home opener. I recommend you read it if you are attending the game tomorrow night.
In the article, he likens the home opener to Christmas for baseball fans, the most exciting day of the year after six long months with no baseball to see in person.
This is true. I am as excited as a 10-year old kid for tomorrow night. I picked up my Toronto Star pass yesterday and practically skipped all the way home, images of live baseball dancing through my head. I will be watching the game tomorrow night, beer in hand, cheering and screaming for some Opening Day heroics.
But here’s the difference: I will NOT be at the game.
While I appreciate that the atmosphere will be electric, the sold-out house will be loud, and the place will be buzzing, Opening Day is, in my opinion, THE WORST GAME OF THE YEAR TO SEE LIVE.
There, I said it.
Because of these three things:
Don’t get me wrong. I am a drunk, and have been known to drink way more than my fair share at the good ol’ Dome. I am also an idiot, who has many times acted out of control in the upper deck.
But here’s the difference – I am a fan. I am a hard-core, die-hard, passionate Blue Jays fan. Even more, I am a baseball fan, who has been watching and playing since I can remember.
Too many people at the opener are not fans. They see the game as a chance to get drunk and cause problems. Such behaviour makes no sense to me. If you want to get destroyed and start a fight, why not do it at a bar where beers aren’t $11 and you don’t have to buy a ticket to get in?
My mind was made up after the opener of 2009,
after three straight years of brutal performances.
April 9, 2007 vs Kansas City
Stand in line waiting for a beer for over 45 minutes. Miss the third, fourth, and fifth innings.
April 4, 2008 vs Boston
A brawl erupts two sections away from where we sit, three or four rows of drunken buffoons throwing punches and elbows at each other. Security doesn’t arrive for several minutes. Spilled beer, peanuts, and blood is everywhere. Many older people around us frown.
April 6, 2009 vs Detroit
The game is actually going quite smoothly until the later innings, when the drunks decide to pelt the Tiger outfielders with debris. Beer cups, food, batteries,
balls, anything they can get their hands on. Jim Leyland actually pulls Detroit from the field and a forfeit becomes a possibility. Once again, older fans around us frown.
In 2010 I watched from home, before beginning my live attendance the next day.
So good luck to those in attendance tomorrow night. I will be watching and waiting from the comfort of my own living room, and the convenience of having 36 beers at my fingertips.
I’ll see you all on Saturday at 1:07.