Re: The Mavs game last night.
One thing I forgot to mention was the situation going on around us during the game. Next to the couple from Wisconsin was a guy from Detroit who yelled stuff a lot. Since the players couldn’t hear him, I assumed he was doing it to get attention from us, his seatmates. Some of his masterful bon mots included:
“Hey Pippen!” always followed up with, “Hey Rodman!” (they were playing the Bulls)
“Nice Beard!” (to Drew Gooden)
“Oop Devin Harris!” (to the tune of “Oop-there it is” you know, the butt song.)
“You couldn’t beat the Bad Boys until expansion!”
“That’s all I’m sayin’”.
These were funny neither the first nor the eighth times we heard them, but the 3 Mexican guys in Mavs jerseys that were sitting in front of us sure giggled a lot when he said anything, or when anybody said anything for that matter. I’m convinced that without the affirmation the obviously high Mexicans gave him, he would have stopped by the 3rd Quarter. Unfortunately, he only got more yelly as the game went on.
What possesses people to yell random stupid stuff at games? I wondered the whole game if the guy actually believed he was funny, and if so, why. Do they think we want to hear them yell? Do they wonder why we aren’t yelling, too? The mind boggles.
On the other side of the Milwaukee couple was a Chicago fan who yelled a lot, too. Examples of his brilliance are:
“Duke Blue Devil!” (whenever Luol Deng touched the ball)
“Overtime!” (when the Bulls got within 5 points in the fourth quarter. For some unknown reason, one of the Mexican guys found this hysterical)
“Bad Call!” (whenever the Bulls were called for a foul).
The moral of the story is, if you go to a game and yell, be prepared to be anonymously called out for it on the internet the next day. Also, don’t go to a game and yell, unless of course you’re actually cheering.
“Hey Pape!”