UPDATED: Boston fans are from Virginia?

Typed in bandwagon red sox in google and got this.

Seeing as how we’re starting a series with possibly the most hated team in the AL East, we put a poll up to pin-point the exact location of the plague…Alaska!?

Anyway, as I write this, we’re already down 1-0 so I decided to make a post so people could leave their comments about:

• Why they think the majority of Sox fans don’t live in Boston.
• All around venting on why you hate the Red Sox.

As a bonus, if we get over 100 votes (for the first twenty-seventh time in ESH history) I’ll post an amusing anecdote about a run-in I had with a Boston fan on the way to the park.  Trust me, it’s funny.

So everyone vote, leave a comment, and if you can…get to the park and heckle a Red Sox fan.

The best way to heckle a Sox fan is to ask where they’re from.  If they say Boston, ask to see ID.  If they say Virginia, (they likely will) brace yourself for a story about how they like the Sox ’cause their grandfather grew up in Boston or their niece went to BU.  Then, tell them they’re lame.  Some of the crew will leave tips in the comments section so you can get other ideas on how to stick it to the Sox douche bags.

~Kevin Lomax

UPDATE:  as of July 1, we have officially…18 votes.  Are you kidding?  We had 50 on the first poll!  Do whatever it takes but we need to get 100 votes.  If you need to post it on OH or all your blogs, do it!  If we get 100 votes, not only will I share my sox fan story, but I’ll give out 5 of our first edition shirts when they are ready on the merch page (chosen at random from the comments page).

Vote or cry die!

rObots

We are going to see Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen at the IMAX to kill time before the O’s take on the Nats tonight. Big ass robots. Big ass explosions. Awesome! Speaking of big, it’s a big night for promotions at OPACY. Tonight the first 10,000 to the yard will be treated to a Nick Markakis batting jersey that could only be worn by Wigginton. That’s right, it’s gonna be huge!

 

UPDATE: The Markakis jersey is not gigantic! It claims to be an XL, but it’s more of a smedium, fitted for infants and 140 lb. fellas like myself.

Johnny Utah

Battle of the Birds

Tonight the O’s will be setting off fireworks vs. the Natinals. The Eutaw Street Hooligans will be there. If you’re planning to be at the yard, we’ll be in the Right Field Bleachers (best view for the ‘works). You should recognize at least one of us.

It’s Always Smoggy In Philadelphia

As you may know, the Eutaw Street Hooligans made a trip up to Philly on Saturday to watch the O’s beat up on the World Series Champs.  We took our show on the road to the ill-named City of Brotherly Love. I’m not saying that the fans up there were douches, but only because I’m not sure that is a strong enough term.  We’ll get to that later.

Let’s start with Citizens Bank Park.  Weak sauce.  Take everything you love about OPACY and…well, they tried to replicate it.  They were unsuccessful.  They have their own former player Boog’s knock-off and a fake Eutaw Street they call Ashburn Alley.  But, the thing that really sucked (no, not the assortment of trash strewn about the stands…I said we would talk fans later) was that from our right field seats, we couldn’t even see the whole field!  We still aren’t convinced that Zaun hit that homerun because for starters it is Greg-freakin’-Zaun, but also because we couldn’t see the fence in right or center field, not to mention about 50 feet into the field of play, either.  At first glance, I thought they were so cocky that they were playing with no right fielder, but it turns out Jayson Werth was just hiding from us.  Beyond the field of play, it seemed like we were on a tour of Natinal’s Park, except they couldn’t fit everything.  So, they decided to add more attractions to get in your way.  A ball pit and sky tube funasium that would make Chuck E. jealous (weep?), carnival games, and endless eateries just blocking up the scenery.  The lone bright spot?  Mitch Williams Wild Thing Southpaw Salsa!  We didn’t eat it, but the fact that it exists is amazing  by itself.  Let me get this straight, Philadelphia…you will boo Santa Claus, but Mitch Williams gets his own salsa and you are okay with that?!  Mitch-fucking-Williams!  Way to embrace mediocrity, which explains a lot about your stadium.

Now, let’s talk about the city.  First of all, we live in Baltimore.  Our chief exports are murder and STDs.  But I’m pretty sure I could see in the distance one, of what I am assuming is many, factories which only exists to produce smog 24 hours a day.  You could smell it, you could taste it and you could certainly feel it.  The weather channel kept telling me it was raining, but I am pretty sure that the moisture we were feeling was just an ever present cloud of dense smog.  It felt like we were in a sauna of death and garbage that was too gross for the landfill.

Nothing like trash and landfill as a segue to Phillies fans.  I know, we’re hecklers and call ourselves hooligans and we are complaining about other team’s fans.  At the risk of sounding hypocritical, these guys (and gals) are dicks.  Not all of them, we did talk to a few delightful fans.  One of which asked us on our way into the stadium why we would bother lowering ourselves to see a game at CBP when we have OPACY to go to at home.  Wow, was he right.  But anyway, we are not stupid.  When we take our show on the road we tone it down a notch or 5.  There wasn’t any heckling of their players there weren’t any confrontations with their fans, just good ol’ fashioned cheering for the O’s.  Baltimore took a 3-0 lead and we stood and clapped, thats all, clapped and a high five, and said nothing to anyone else…next thing we know there is stuff being thrown at us.  Classy.

Then Baez happened.  Ryan Howard comes off his death bed to deal a death blow to our enthusiasm. Now that they had the lead, they were a little more vocal. Fast forward to the 9th inning, Zaun hits a dinger…laughter ensues because we were immediately calling for Trembley’s head for allowing him to bat and because well let’s face it Zaun hit a dinger.  A grown woman sitting behind us with her mother who had to be at least 147 years old starts yelling at us, “When was your last MVP?”  Probably right around the last time you had all your teeth.  We tell her that her knocks are useless against us because we know that Baltimore is a sub .500 team that needs our love and support.  Her reply?  ”Why don’t you try winning a World Series?”  No problem, we could clearly beat either Texas or LSU 2 out of 3 times.  Salazar singles and we start to get that feeling deep in our pants hearts.

Brian Roberts comes up to the plate and…chiton!  Only we weren’t sure because of our obstructed view.  The boos, however, confirmed it.  Howard took the lead with a homerun, and Brian Roberts won it with one.  If I remember math class correctly, this makes Brian Roberts ≥ Ryan Howard.  Bring the rain Phillies fans…we are showered with what seems to be ice cubes and french fries from a few rows above us.  We’ll take the fries, and another come-from-behind victory over the N.L. East.  Orioles 6, Phillies 5. W

There’s no place like home…

~Jjaks Clayton

Doin Our Part

BSR are our friends.  They comment on our site.  We like that.  Audience participation is a good thing.  Got a sweet idea?  Let us know.

ANYWAY, in the spirit of participation, we’re going to post one of his sweet banners for all you lazy bastards who haven’t voted yet. Actually we can’t post a banner because wordpress won’t let us.  I tried.  But you can peep out the banners here to post on your site.  Or, if you just want to vote, get a free ticket, and shake things up for all the bandwagon fans…click here.  God forbid we don’t have a starting AL line up of all Red Sox’s, Yankee’s, and Ichiro’s (recycled picture, I know…go green or go home).

We invite you to vote orange.  Vote often.  And vote Lastings Milledge on the NL ballot to prove once and for all that the voting system is flawed.

quit holdin me sauce!

Heckler’s Guide

For those of you new at heckling or those of you trying to better your techniques, we’re here to help.   So sit back, relax, and take our advice on effective heckling.

First, we will go over possible targets of heckling.

1.  The Opposition – This includes players and coaches of the opposing team as well as the entire team itself.

2. Umpires – The third team on the field.

3. Other fans – There are many reasons they should be heckled (see below)

4. Orioles players – These heckles MUST be accompanied by an audible expression of your unwavering love for them (unless it’s Hendrickson).

Now you’ve got your targets, but what’s the best way to hit ‘em where it hurts?

Players are easy and there are 3 basic ways to heckle them.

• The first is cultural.  For example, Hideki  Matsui’s nickname is Godzilla.  This opens up the possibility for movie references as well as other fictional beasts such as The Incredible Hulk and Donkey Kong as well.  Be creative.  It is also perfectly acceptable to ask Ichiro if he played ball with Tom Selleck.
• The second is  on field performance.   This is easy, “Francour is like baseballs version of Superman, except his kryptonite is getting on base.”
• The third is off-field shenanigans.  This is where you can have some fun.  Here’s an example for our neighbor in the district, Elijah Dukes: “He didn’t misplay that fly ball, it just followed the lead of his ex wife and took out a restraining order against him.

Heckling of umpires is the most basic of all and really if you can’t do this without my help then you have a long way to come still in your heckling life.

Heckling other fans should only be done for fun as we do not condone fighting.  There are a few different reasons to heckle other fans.  These include:

• wearing another sports jersey to a baseball game (i.e. a Caps jersey to a Nats game.  The good teams vibes won’t rub off on the shitty one so give it up.)
• wearing a jersey or hat of a team not participating in the event currently taking place (i.e. a Boston hat to an Orioles v. Detroit game…we get it, you’re a bandwagon fan.)
• wearing team gear that is a color other than an official team color (i.e. green O’s hats, red Yankees hats)
• or anyone over the age of 12 who brings a baseball mitt to the game.  Honestly, chances are,  if you brought your glove to the game, you lack the skill to properly use it.  These heckles are not for everybody as they may seem a little mean, such as “Its a good thing you brought your mitt dude.  You never know when we’re going to have another middle infielder go down.”

Now we’ll get on to heckling of our own players.  As a fan, you agree to accept all players on the roster no matter what.  For example, Ty Wigginton.  ”With Wiggy on our side we’ve got this in the bag if it turns into a wing eating contest” or “Wiggy would lead the league in stolen bases if we put a double cheeseburger on 2nd base” followed immediately by “You’re my boy Ty!”  This also includes the reverse heckle.  ”Sherrill is built like a bowling pin, there is no way he strikes this guy out for the save.”

There it is, your beginners guide.  Look for more to follow, and if you have any questions just ask.  We’re here to help.

See you at the yard!

~ Jjaks Clayton

Redding Got Wietersed

June 17, 2009. Jones bobble heads in hand, we headed to the bleachers in center. Strangely, that didn’t last long as we were given the boot by a small group…of 53…from Oregon. Apparently, the Mets snuck out of New York the night the Yankees were dominated and let Swisher pitch. Too embarrassed to be in the same state, I suppose. More embarrassing, however, is Gabe Kapler struck out with Swisher on the mound throwing his ‘changeup.’ I digress.

Like circus folk, we moved on to right field, practically on Ryan Church, a perfect spot to unleash…the homo-heckle. I told Church he looked great in his pants and he should pray I don’t jump the rail. Hot and bothered, he moved closer. I loudly whispered he was so close I could feel his heart beat. Then, the unexpected occurred. Through the art of mime, he placed his hand in his jersey and gestured his heart beating! Well played, sir.

On a side note, Wieters hit the first homerun of his Major League career. No big deal.

Ha!

No big deal?! That shit was awesome! Redding got wietersed. It gave me and the soft-skinned gentlemen alongside me goose bumps. Oh, and we won. Boing. Mets 4. Orioles 6. W

Johnny Utah

Kyle Farnsworth is back!

Kyle Farnsworth is back in the news again after largely being irrelevant since leaving the Yankees. As we all know, Kyle Farnsworth is not much of a pitcher, sure he can throw his fastball near 100 miles per hour… but that alone can only get you so far. It’s common knowledge by now that Kyle is a much better fighter than he is a major league pitcher. Kyle’s on field shenanigans can be traced back to several events by a simple Google search. Just in case you missed the carnage:

Excellent Ground and Pound

The Aftermath

You may also know Kyle from his classic appearances in everyone’s favorite AOL chat room, The Dugout.

Apparently, Mr. Farnsworth could find no new challengers on the baseball diamond so he decided to take his skills to the dogfighting ring. Michael Vick must be chomping at the bit thinking about the possibilities.

No worries though fans…although Kyle was bit on the hand all the way down to the tendons, it was not his pitching hand. He will continue serving up gopher balls (when he does throw a strike) at a ballpark near you.

~ Det. Tom Ludlow

Who wants Bedard back?

Breaking news:  Bedard is hurt a-fucking-gain!

And, he’s Canadian.

~Kevin Lomax

Adam Jones Bubble-Blowin’ Bobblehead!

Tonight the Orioles will be giving out the Adam Jones Bobblehead to the first 25,000 fans. The Eutaw Street Hooligans will be in attendance and you should be, too! If you’re planning to be at the yard, we’ll be in the Center Field Bleachers. You should be able to hear us.

7th inning rant

Anyone who has been to the park knows that the middle of the 7th inning  brings a serenade of “Thank God I’m a Country Boy” from “Mr. Sunshine on my goddamn shoulder John Denver.”  The song is accompanied by a straw hat wearing, denim clad, fiddle carrying yokel who dances around like an epic tool. I truly despise this musical interlude.

This song does not represent Baltimore or the great state of Maryland. Some would argue that Maryland’s chief commercial industry is farming. While this may be true agriculture only employs approximately 350,000 out of the nearly 3,400,000 working individuals in our state. Also pesticide and fertilizer run-off from farming have contributed to the decimation of our greatest natural resource, the Chesapeake Bay, but that is an argument for another time. Furthermore only 300,000 live in rural areas compared to the 5,600,000 living in urban settings.

We at Birdland should embrace a song that represents the essence of  the city of Baltimore and Maryland. Here are my suggestions.

Tupac ft. Bone Thugs ~N~ Harmony -Thug Love

But why Ted? I’ll tell you why. Thug Life.

Baltimore is always a competitor for highest murder rate in the country, just barely edged out for the top spot again in ’08 (thanks Detroit).  Combine that with some drugs, violence, and a stop snitchin’ campaign and you have a perfect “Thug Life” scenario.

Also Tupac spent some time at the Baltimore School for the Arts where he studied acting, poetry, jazz, and ballet. Gangsta. However it may be a little too mature for the family environment at the Yard.

Doogie Howser – Theme Song

This one should be a no brain-er. In complete contrast (or maybe directly related) to the dangerous city persona illustrated above, the Baltimore metro area has some of the top hospitals in the world, with Johns Hopkins ranking in at No. 1 on U.S. News and World Reports Best Hospitals in ’08. Also that show ruled and NPH is the man. My top pick. Probably not a fan favorite though.

Baltimora – Tarzan Boy

They have Baltimore in their name. As if that wasn’t enough the song is catchy and easy to sing along with making it excellent for stadium crowds. The icing on the cake: it appeared in  TMNT 3 and Beverly Hills Ninja. Both excellent films appearing during the ninja entertainment explosion of the 80′s and 90′s. Probably the landslide favorite.

Please join us by abstaining from singing and dancing during the slanderous 7th inning song. We can only make a change if everyone hops on board.

See you ‘oun ‘ehr at da yard hun.

~ Ted Theodore Logan

Orioles’ Offensive Offense

The adventures begin (in text) as The Eutaw Street Hooligans become a household name and recruit new members. This past week the Eutaw Street Hooligans made it out to 3 games in-a-row; a no-promotion Wednesday, Bleachers & Boog’s and the always popular Floppy Hat Night (because nothing says ‘cool’ like limp headgear). While the O’s decided it would be a great idea to produce an average of two (2) runs over the three game stretch, bigger things were happening in the stands…sort of.

Wednesday, June 10. It was a misty and fairly uneventful evening at the yard. We attempted to heckle Ichiro in between all his stretching. This, of course, proved to be difficult due to the language barrier. (Japanese speak not do I.) Mariners 4, Orioles 1. L.

Thursday, June 11. Being a Bleacher’s & Boog’s Thursday it would seem natural to sit in the bleachers and eat Boog’s meat. We did neither. However, Noah’s Pretzels provided our row with a complimentary pretzel for accomplishing a great achievement – Fan of the Game. From this moment on, the Orioles would feed off of our excitement and confirm that their bats were still not working. Branyan, on the other hand, hit a ball to (give or take an inch) the moon. Mariners 6, Orioles 3. L.

Friday, June 12. Floppy Bat Hat Night! But, more importantly $6 Sit Wherever You’d Like Night. Actually, we promote sitting wherever you’d like every night, but we save $3 with an ID from years past on these particular occasions. Floppy hats were given to the first 25,000 fans over 21, leaving 21,000 hats for Petey Angelos. The highlight of this evening was, by far, Luke Scott swinging…a lightsaber. Braves 7. Orioles 2. L.

Then, came the weekend and the birds turned it up to 11, literally. Hopefully, they can keep it up against the Mets, but preferably the Phillies ( June 20th) because our seats at Citizens Bank weren’t $6.

Johnny Utah

Peter Angelos Undone

So someone went a little over board with the fake twittering and Tony La Russa got pissed.

I have to say, that even for my standards, the post that got him so upset was pretty messed up.  It’s not really funny heckling a guy about how two of his pitchers died.  If they had left it at making fun of Tony for drunk driving, I would have cosigned.  He brought that on himself.

But the damage has been done and we’re seeing the backlash.  One of our favorite twitter users @Peter_Angelos  has been nailed and has since been changed to @UnPeterAngelos.  It’s still one of the funniest things out there that’s O’s related so if you get a chance check it out.  And don’t forget to follow us on twitter.

In memorium leave your favorite Peter Angelos tweet in the comments and hopefully one of the Peter’s will stop by and check it out.  Hell, maybe they’ll even let us know which their favorite was.

~Kevin Lomax

Where Are They Now? Tippy Martinez

Occasionally we run into former Oriole players as we gallivant around Baltimore.  We’ve run into some great ball players and we’ve had our fair share of run-ins with people we wished never dawned the uniform.  Here’s your chance to see what they’ve been up to.  The first edition is a quick interview with Tippy Martinez.

Recently I was walking through the Highlandtown area as part of my Orioles neighborhood watch initiative.  Basically, we let people that are “new in town” know that in America, it is a custom, to wear clothing that supports your hometown sports teams.  You’d be surprised how often you see people wearing Yankee gear but have no idea who the Yankee’s are.

Anyway, after several failed conversations I grew tired of pretending I knew Spanish, so I slipped into the closest Taquerita to grab some refreshments.  Sitting at a table signing autographs, was Tippy Martinez.

me:  Hola Tippy!  Grande fan.  Buenos Dias?

Tippy:  Hi there, how can I help you?

me:  Que?

Tippy:  If you want to order something just go up to the counter.

me:  I’m confused.  Why aren’t you speaking Spanish?

Tippy:  Because, I’m American.

me:  Hey man, I’m not with the government, it’s cool.

Tippy:  I was born in Colorado, look are you going to order something or not?  I’ve got more checks to sign if I’m going to get out of here at a decent hour today.

me:  Why are you signing checks?  Can I have one?

Tippy:  I own this place and no, they are not autographs.

me:  Well, technically you’re signing something and your famous so…it’s an autograph.  Society tells me I should desire random objects that famous people wrote their name on so we’re kind of at a crossroads here.

Tippy:  No we’re not.  You can’t have one.

me:  (staring at Tippy)

Tippy:  (staring back with a little hint of stink eye)

me:  Alright…moving on.  So, how’s life been since picking off three people in one inning?

Tippy:  For starters, I played 5 more years after that particular game.

me:  Really?

Tippy: (to man behind counter) Get this guy a burrito so he will get out of here.

me:  (to man behind counter)  And a can of nectar, and one of those things he was signing.

Tippy:  NO! I told you, they are not autographs!

me:  Do you really want to go down that road again?

Tippy:  (staring at me)

me:  (making goofy faces at him)  Ahh.  You blinked.  I win.

Tippy:  I’m done with this.  (Walks into the back)

me:  Come on man, don’t be a sore loser.  Tippy.

It was at about this point that I started to feel like the interview wasn’t going well.  I took my refreshments and an autographed picture of Tippy hanging on a corkboard next to the list of today’s specials.  Talk about vain.  Also, they say don’t drink the water, but I say don’t drink the nectar either.  It’s gross.

I was happy to see Tippy but I was even happier that I beat a former professional athlete in a physical competition.

~Kevin Lomax

Steal of the Draft

Earlier today the Orioles selected Mike Flacco, 3rd baseman out of Catonsville Community College, as well as brother of Ravens quarterback Joe Flacco.

It’s good to know that we have found a game manager in the late rounds of the draft. Finally we will no longer be subjected to watching Mora throw interceptions at key moments late in the game. From now on, once we have a lead and a ground ball is hit to 3rd we can expect to see Mike drop back and hand the ball off to Izzy to run over to first.

We may want to think about beefing up his protection, though. BRob needs to work on his footwork and blocking technique.

See you at the yard

~ Jjaks Clayton

Draft Day thoughts

Draft Day is upon us O’s fans. Tonight at 6pm is the 2009 MLB First Year Players Draft, being televised on the MLB network. This year’s draft certainly doesn’t seem to be as loaded with talent as last years and there does appear to be a significant drop off after the first 3 to 4 picks. I know not everyone cares about this because some baseball fans don’t care much for the minors, so they care even less about guys who aren’t even there yet. Having said that, the draft is a big day for teams like the Orioles. We can’t afford to operate with big payroll like some of the teams in our division. If the Orioles are going to return to their winning ways of old they are going to have to do it with a strong farm system, good drafts, and smart spending to supplement their homegrown talent.

The farm system has taken a big step forward over the last few years and some analysts now rate it to be a top-10, even top-5 system in all of MLB. This year it appears the O’s will be targeting an arm again for the 5th overall pick. The top pick will be Steven Strasburg, and there is also no chance that the top college bat Dustin Ackley falls to the O’s at 5 like Matt Wieters did in 2007. The top 4 picks by most counts will most likely be Strasburg, Ackley, Donovan Tate, and Tony Sanchez. This leaves the Orioles with many choices at number 5 and they appear to be thinking over quite a few. There are rumblings they will shy away from Scott Boras clients which will rule out Grant Green, the top shortstop prospect in the draft. It is no secret the Orioles are very thin in infield prospects but I am of the opinion they should not draft for need. Tyler Matzek, considered the top prep arm available has apparently voiced his desire for a pretty outrageous bonus, so I believe that will rule him out as well. Aaron Crow is most likely ruled out for the same signability issues, big bonus demands and he is also a Boras client. You may remember him as the guy who passed on signing with the Nationals last and has spent the past season in Independent leagues. The O’s appear to be considering Zach Wheeler, Alex White,  Jacob Turner, Mike Leake, and there have also been rumors they really like Matt Hobgood.

If the first4 picks go the way mock drafts have projected I believe Matzek would be the best available talent remaining and he would be the guy I would love to see the O’s go after. Pay him what it takes to get him signed and lets take the best player available. I do understand they have budget concerns however and I think they will want to get someone who will be easier to sign and get them playing sooner. My prediction is the O’s will take Zach Wheeler, the high school righty from Georgia with the 5th pick. I will be paying close attention to the rest of the draft however, with money saved in the first round they may be able to find some talented guys later in the draft and pay them over slot to take a chance. We could find ourselves with some later round talent such as Jake Arrieta, Oliver Drake, or Bobby Bundy.

Quick scouting reports on all the draft’s top prospects can be found here.

See you at the Yard.

~Det. Tom Ludlow

Wieters’ Start

I’ve heard a lot about the “struggles” of Matt Wieters and his adjustment to the big leagues.  I’ve also heard a call for patience when evaluating him.  I’m here to shed some light and perspective on the topic.

Since his debut on May 29, 2009 he is boasting a robust batting average of .143.  To some this may seem low but take into account that the Orioles have probably faced their toughest pitching opponents in that time period (proven by the fact that they have been held to 2.2 runs per game in that stretch). Out of all Orioles with at least 25 at bats in that time, our boy ranks 6th in batting average on the team.  In that same period of time he is tied for 3rd in doubles, leads the team in triples and is also tied for 3rd in home runs.

In fact there is only one person playing up to the bar we have set for Wieters.  His name is Luke Scott, and he carries a gun.

Luke packs major heat

Give it some time…the offense and the chosen one will turn it up a notch and if all else fails, we can heckle from the safety and security of pulling an O’s floppy hat down over our eyes.

Until then, welcome the homestand.

~Jjaks Clayton

Walker starts a new chapter in his life and his own team.

As unemployment rates sore, not even major league baseball players are immune.  That’s why when Jaime Walker was released from the O’s, we were happy to see that he was right back out there making a living.

Fells Point. Fleet Ave. and Ann St.

If anyone is in the housing market, I think Jaime is still looking for his first win of the season.  Help a brother out.

~Kevin Lomax

And So it Begins (Still under construction)

It’s been a busy few weeks in O’s land.

Wieters is up. Eaton is gone. Walker is on his way out. Young pitchers are contributing. Exciting times.

We also decided it was time to take the ESH movement one step further. This is quite a task for lazy, slack-asses like us. But we’re trying.

It’s easy to see the light at the end of the Ft. McHenry tunnel but that bitch is long. We’re making progress but we’re still not a .500 team so lets not put the horse in front of the carriage.

We have a lot of work to do. And we’re going to do our part. We’ve got a lot of old time Oriole fans that need to be won back.

We’ve also got a lot of bandwagon Sox and Yankee fans to eradicate from our ball park. We’ll heckle the shit out of them until they think Baltimore is so bad they will stop making trips down from Boston up from Virginia. We’ll heckle their unborn children if we have to.

We’re not going to be able to do it without all of the other die hard fans out there so join the movement.

~Kevin Lomax