Schill, you have to remember that I'm a senior citizen, 66 years old, even though I'm a big kid at heart. We had all sorts of names back when I was a tyke----honest injun, indian giver, indian hokum, hell, we had wierd names for all sorts of things, especially my kid years in New York where I first learned to be a Yankee hater.
That story is absolutely true and I have to tell you at first I had no clue who those people were clapping for. I guess they all saw me head for the hills when that ******* security man ran for the cops and they were pulling for their fellow Red Sox fan. I knew right then that's where I belonged. The security people never came back and we had a blast seeing the Sox come back and win. Aside from that game, 2001 was a shitpile year for our team.