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It’s WAR.
I first moved to Seattle in September 1997. For most of the next decade, right up until moving back East two weeks ago, I called Seattle my home. During that decade, I developed “conditional allegiance” to Seattle sports teams, ie, I would root for them whenever they weren’t playing for the Boston-based teams I had followed for my entire life. And as a lifelong Red Sox fan, knowing the (pre-2004) agony of having your heart ripped out year after year, I instinctively empathized with denizens of a city in which all three professional franchises made the Top 20 in ESPN’s Pain and Suffering Index. As long as it didn’t come at the direct expense of the Pats, Sox, or Celtics, I would’ve been happy to see the Seahawks, Mariners, or Sonics finally win it all.
Well, no more. After yesterday’s Sox-Mariners game, you can officially scratch the M’s off my well-wishing list. Why? Because the Mariner Moose tried to run over a Red Sox player:
Before the bottom of the fifth, he was jogging, head down, out of the dugout when the Moose’s ATV rumbled in front of the Boston bench.(more…)“I was told it looked like something from ‘Naked Gun,’ ” said manager Terry Francona, who was in the clubhouse at the time.
Crisp was clipped on the knee by the cart and staggered for a second, but didn’t fall. Instead of getting mad, or even, Crisp played along with the gag, faking like he was going to throw his glove at the offending Moose, before running out to center.
