A lot of questions were running through our mind at the Mariner's game on Saturday afternoon: "Where's the shade?" "Where's the beer guy?" "How many pitches is it going to take for this bum to load the bases with A's again this inning?" and "How is he going to weasel out of it this time?" and then finally "What's with all the togas in the beer line?" Not a minute after we determined that it must be some kind of fraternity day at the ball game did an idiot run out from the center field fence to Ichiro and Ibanez where they were waiting out a pitching change. They tentatively shook his hand and then started conversing and the three sat there alone for like a minute and a half before security finally caught on and started the long run out to center field from their stations in the infield. Everyone in the stadium not wearing a robe or Greek letters held their breath as the pow-wow went on and on unmolested.
Security, you guys suck. Top notch job quelling any fun that's had in the stands, but when some moron threatened our best asset you dropped the ball.
Raul, you're a decent enough player, but the next time a fan is sprinting towards Ichiro you better drop that guy way before he gets within hugging distance.
Idiots, don't run onto the field.

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I agree, security guys do suck. The 2 "field supervisors" on 3rd base line spend more time flexing and talking to each other than keeping the field secure.
Whatever. I don't care if someone runs out onto the field and ruins the flow of the game or hurts a player or just get's naked.
I just don't want the people next to me in the stands having fun. I mean, that's why I go to baseball is to sit there quietly. If I wanted to be loud and enjoy the sport, I'd watch it on TV at home.