Thursday, August 9, 2007

Dead Giveaways

A couple of weeks ago I left the friendly confines of Milwaukee's Miller Park to see the Brewers play the Reds in Cincinnati. The atmosphere there was really generic, there were smokestacks in the outfield, and the scoreboard was impossible to see from our left field seats. Yet, something during the Brewers' loss to the pathetic Reds stood out: A few bars of music repeated at semi-regular intervals that made my testosterone levels drop drastically. "Doo-doo-DOO-doo doo-DOO-DOO-DOO, Doo-doo-DOO-doo doo-DOO-DOOOOOOOOOOOO-DOO."

Now, I realize that not all baseball entrance music can be as exciting and fist-pumping as Francisco Cordero's "Click Click Boom!" but...honestly...I think my adrenal glands strated to run in reverse whenever Ryan Freel came to bat. That's right, his at bat music was "Tom's Diner." What's next, Vladimir Guerrero copmes up to bat and Lisa Loeb's "Stay" starts to blare over the loudspeakers?

To me, the Freel situation brought to mind the scene during "The 40-Year-Old Virgin":
"You know how I know you're gay? Your at bat music is 'Tom's Diner' by Suzanne Vega."

Not that Freel is gay, but I think it would be nice if his teammates would stage an intervention in the clubhouse, maybe take his to Best Buy to select something a little tougher.

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