This ridiculous wrestling match broke out Sunday between two bozo fans who both wanted Torii Hunter’s home run ball.
Once again, souvenir-lust wins out over basic human dignity.
I mean, I guess I could see it if it were a ball worth having. Like a Derek Jeter ball. I could see two people fighting over a Jeter ball. Or some milestone home run by a major star.
But this was not a Jeter ball. This was not a milestone. This was not a major star. This was a routine two-run homer by Torii Hunter in the middle of a standard regular season game.
And those two guys fought over it. Like two sailors stranded at sea in a lifeboat engaged in a death struggle over the last piece of moldy bread.
You fight like that if something is at stake. Your life, for instance. Or a large amount of money. Or a woman.
A baseball? You fight like that over a baseball? And you want me to look you in the eye and call you a man?
You sir are not a man. You are some kind of idiot man-child. You have chromosome damage.
Tags: Detroit Tigers