
Last night I hit up
another Oakland A's game while passing through the Bay Area. Decent game, A's lost, now let's get to the good stuff.
First off, they were playing the Blue Jays, a team that for some reason is from Canada. Who invited these guys? I'd be curious to find out how Toronto sneaked into the MLB to begin with. Did they slip in the back door of the meeting where teams were decided before the first season started, and nobody noticed? Somebody should have said something, but clearly nobody did, so now we're stuck with this damn team. What's the real down side to this, you ask? Why, the Canadian National Anthem, that's what.

What's this about, did we lose a war or something? Did the ominous threats of
Canadian Bacon finally come to fruition? How unsettling.
Then we get to this joker...

...a guy dressed in full Blues Brothers gear, complete with an "RIP JAKE" sign. What the hell is this? What does this have to do with baseball? At first I was willing to let it slide because I figured he'd be dancing around and trying to get on the jumbotron. However, every time a song started up, there was no dancing! Barely even a head bob. I guess he must have been mourning the death of Jake, but still, would a little jig be too much to ask? I wish I had said something.
Unfortunately this poor excuse for a Blues Brother is only the beginning of my seating woes. Behind me sat a very large man, and with the lack of space between rows, his presence did not go unnoticed. I had to sit there and listen to him struggle to breathe, with his heaving gut inches from the back of my head. Let me tell you, I wasn't pleased.

Fortunately he got up and waddled to a better seat after the first couple of innings.
Meanwhile, one interesting feature of the Oakland Coliseum is that around this time of the season, it doubles as the home of both the A's and the Raiders. This means that for either game, the field doesn't look quite right.

The A's didn't hit any home runs this evening, but they nailed a field goal and a safety.
Finally the highlight of the evening's festivities- it was Bobblehead night!

Everyone loves a good bobblehead night. Here's second baseman Mark Ellis, if his head was proportionate to that of Barry Bonds. Oh, and like every star athlete, he comes equipped with a can of Pepsi!

Looks like
Lil' Webber is going to have some locker room competition!