I was talking about this to a friend the other day and I thought it might be a fun little pre-season posting to see what you all have to say. I don't think I've ever seen this discussed here....
What are some of your favorite, funny Reds memories? Maybe it was a play in a game, maybe something you overheard another fan say or saw a player do in-between innings when the cameras weren't rolling?
My personal favorite comes from a game I attended at Riverfront during the summer of 93 between the Reds and Rockies. My uncle and I were sitting in the CF green seats and a row of frat guys in front of us were heckling the heck out of Chris Jones, the Rockies CF. They teased him about everything from his arm to his bat to his uniform to the mess he made spitting sunflowers. I was laughing mildly because I had never seen live hecklers at a game before. I thought they only lived in NY, Boston, and Philly.
Their antics didn't get really funny until they had a few brews in them and then they were heckling anyone including the ushers and the aisle vendors. I remember there were two vendors each selling a different type of lemonade: one had soft-frozen pink lemonade and the other had ice cold fresh lemonade. Whenever the soft-frozen pink lemonade guy came around, the frat guys would ask him to send the ice cold fresh lemonade guy over to our section. And a few minutes later when the ice cold fresh lemonade guy arrived, the frat boys would ask him to send for the hot dog vendor. And then they'd ask the hot dog vendor to send for the cotton candy guy, who they then asked to send for the pink soft-frozen lemonade guy. When the pink soft-frozen lemonade guy came back they said, "Hey that ice cold fresh lemonade was real good. Could you send him back over here?" The guys only bought anything from the beer vendors, but they kept this musical vendor game going for the better part of five innings. It was hysterical. Of course, after about the sixth inning nobody else came hawking their wares in our section. I guess they finally caught on to the frat mischief.
The guys never said anything mean or hurtful to anyone, they were just having some innocent fun. They also probably knew they had a captive and impressionable audience, because they kept me laughing for the better part of three hours. I was laughing so hard I nearly peed my pants at one point.
Their taunting didn't get serious until Rob Dibble came on and surrendered a game-tying, three-run homerun to Dante Bichette in the ninth inning. But thankfully Joe Oliver's sac fly in the tenth won the game for the Reds!!! And as soon as the Reds won, every one of those frat guys turned around and gave me a high-five.