From Rat Marlins |
Back in 1991, my dad decided to get a 16 game (that was the size at the time) season ticket plan in section 205 at the Vet. We proceeded to watch some of the worst baseball teams assembled through the 90s, and it was a damn struggle. I learned to "boo" a lot. I learned to curse the Ricky Oteros of the world. I somehow stuck around long enough to see the Phillies get good.
For this reason, I'm going to give lots of respect to the "Rage Against Team" Marlins group. They wanted to protest the team blowing up all of it's talent and selling it, and instead this happened:
We the members of the RageAgaisntTheMarlins.com Team went to the game tonight, and were promptly thrown out before we ever made it to our seats, for no reason that was given to us at all.As soon as we entered the concourse we were approached by Dave Hyde from The Sun-Sentinel and Joe Capozzi of the Palm Beach Post because our shirts and sign caught their eye. As soon as we started talking to them police officers approached and stood over our shoulder as we were interviewed. One officer can be seen in the background of our picture talking on his radio. At one point he leaned in and abruptly asked ” Are we almost done here!” So we finished our interviews and started walking to our seats.Marlins security personnel immediately started following us. Its was soon after this, as we were approaching our section, that a police officer stopped us. He said “I need you all to wait right here”, then talked to someone on the on his radio. Seconds later there were 4 more police officers all around us. when we asked what we had done wrong the police said they didn’t know. All the police knew was that “Someone” wanted us to wait there. They said a marlins representative wanted to talk to us. After 10 minutes of no representative showing up, they led us down a flight of stairs and out the door. It was at this point, standing on the sidewalk outside the stadium, that we were FIRST asked for our I.D. Being that we were already kicked out we refused and walked away from them. They followed us for a few minutes until we were off the property.After the Game David Sampson Said this to the Media:“We got information from the police that they’d run into a couple of fans who were walking around holding signs that were fine. That was not the issue. They were drawing some attention to themselves. Making some noise later in the game, which is not uncommon,’’ Samson said.“As per standard operating procedure, the police go up, try to tell them to calm down and they did not. Then the police said, ‘Show me ID’ and they did not. And that was it. You have to show ID when asked. So they were ejected.”ThESE ARELIESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!How were we “making some noise later in the game and being unruly” when it was the SECOND INNING and we hadn’t even reached our seats! Later in the game was when we were driving home on I-95 talking to Dave Hyde (something Dave Hyde has already mentioned in his article). He also mentioned this “They said after being ejected they were asked for identification and refused to show any. (This was updated after an e-mail sent by Gardner this morning, writing, “Just for the record, we were kicked out before we were ever asked for ID. Not giving ID had nothing to do with it! … They only started demanding ID’s after we were already out of the stadium.”)
I'm totally in solidarity with these guys. I remember when the Phillies sucked too. Our owners were cheap then too. I know their feeling. What's worse for them though is that unlike the Phillies, who started spending money once they knew they were opening a new ballpark, the Marlins head-faked that for the first year in their new park, and now cut spending to the bare-bone. Jeffrey Loria can't even claim he has ballpark financing issues, as he put the taxpayers of Miami-Dade County on the hook for $1.2 billion to pay for his park.
As much as I like having a crappy team in our division, MLB should not be allowing this garbage. The Commissioner should strongly urge Loria to sell his team.