Curious Hair wrote:
Is this thread bump in response to something he wrote lately, or just kind of a lifetime achievement award?
I don't want to link to his bullshit but he celebrated the fact that LaRussa had heart problems and also used the column to declare everyone in the entire city of St. Louis to be garbage. Really just regurgitating the talking points of his mentor dan bernstein.
On the one hand these guys will mock the "meatball" fan for being so invested in the fortunes of a sports franchise. On the other hand they apparently think those fortunes are important enough to wish death on managers or players they dislike.
Anyway, my wife and I attended an event the other night. The crowd was comprised of the kind of people who have those stupid "In this house we believe..." signs in their front yards. There were more than a few gay and lesbian couples.
We arrived in the first wave of guests. There was an hour long reception with passed apps and cocktails and then a seated dinner at communal tables. They advised us we could sit anywhere except one specific table which was reserved for close friends of the guest of honor. My wife placed her jacket on a chair at the end of one of the tables and we went to the bar to mingle during the cocktail hour.
Eventually people began taking their seats. I noticed that a soft looking fat guy and his unfashionable wife/girlfriend and an older couple had congregated at the corner of the table where my wife's jacket was on the chair. The seats were now being taken rapidly and I told my wife we should go sit down. I went to the corner of the table and started to sit across from the seat where my wife's jacket was. The soft fat guy said, "Oh, we're sitting here." I said, "Really? That's my jacket right there. Didn't you see it?"
I was really annoyed at this point. I know I'm going to have to sit with these people for the next couple of hours. It seems petty to make a big deal over a seat, but I'm also not going to be bullied when it was pretty obvious that we had claimed those two seats before these people had even arrived. So I said, "Look, I'm not going to make a big deal over a seat. What do you want to do? There are six of us at this end of the table, where do you want to go?" The older guy could see that I was hot and he swooped in and said, "No worries, we'll figure it out." He introduced himself and his wife to my wife. I introduced myself to the soft guy and his wife and shook their hands.
They ended up taking the four seats on the end with my wife and I next to them on opposites sides of the table. It turned out well because the people to our other side were cool and we actually sat talking with them well after the event was over. But I was still slightly annoyed at the balls on the soft guy.
We were at a long table of twleve and there was another table of twelve right behind my wife. There wasn't much room between the two tables. It was difficult to move between them on my wife's side. My wife figured she better run to the restroom before dinner began and she squeezed her way out. When she returned it was impossible for her to take her seat without others moving. There was a fat couple of bears behind her and the one bear was going to need to move for my wife to sit down. But he refused to stand up. He petulantly said, "I can't move. That woman's chair is on an angle. Tell her to straighten it out." Just a complete fucking asshole. My wife was finally able to squeeze herself past him and sit down.
It got me to thinking- and reading Fels and bernstein reminded me and reinforced my thoughts- these types of people are so convinced of their own "goodness" yet they are actually mean, rude jerkoffs.
Next week I'll be in rural Ohio. There will be a lot of red caps. I'll interact with a lot of people that Fels and bernstein and the people at the event I was at the other night undoubtedly believe they are better than. But my wife won't be bullied by a burly homo and if I tell some guy he is in my seat, he will apologize and move.
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