Last night a little more than 18,000 people (allegedly) showed up at The Ted to watch one of the best teams in baseball. Conversely, 26,821 turned out in Denver to see the Rockies, 30 games under .500, take on the Brewers, another also-ran. Miami — MIAMI — drew a bigger crowd, by about 5,000, to watch the NL East’s two worst teams square off.
I guess school hasn’t started in Colorado or Florida.
There’s nothing new to say about this, but that doesn’t mean I have to accept the detachment. Yeah, those of us who run and read this blog are passionate, but we’re a distinct minority. The rest of the area is made up of nothing but rednecks who drool college football, carpetbaggers and trendy frontrunners. I wish they’d all move to Alabama. Or Boston.
The Braves’ ownership is partly the blame, refusing to recognize the realities of a challenging market. Instead of selling the Braves, they pimp noise and gimmicks and Lynyrd Skynyrd concerts. Instead of, say, lowering beer prices, they raise ticket prices for the games fans most want to see.
How’s that working out?
There doesn’t appear to be more than 10,000 people in the stands tonight (and yes, I’m not one of them, but I go to my fair share). The atmosphere is funereal to say the least — if I have to hear that little girl shouting “Let’s go (blank), let’s go” one more time I’m going to stick a fork in my trachea.
I’ll leave it at that.