The Game

Things I noticed at the game on Sunday;

Fellas...just you fellas...think twice before getting a tattoo on your calf or anywhere below the waist for that matter. The ladies can pull this off a lot better than we can. Just a thought.

Why are there always drunk idiots on my row? It was one thing when we were the drunks.

I'm never less proud of my sex than in the men's room at a major sporting event. It looked an smelled like the outhouse had been turned upside down, and this was before the first effing pitch.


I will not wear a rubber wrist band for any cause...sorry. I'll give you two bucks, but I'm not going to wear a played out rubber band.

How can you sell an $8 hot dog and STILL not take cards as payment.

Paying to park is always a pet peeve of mine, you are ostensibly the customer going there to spend tons of cash, and they slap you in the face by charging for the privilege.

Music-Dan Band