Hello! This is my first post in quite awhile, and I finally have something to rant about!
I live in Chicago. I take the train to and from work. Yesterday, there was a Cubs game.
I and a lot of other commuters have gotten used to the inevitable rush hour clusterfuck of bumbling, inconsiderate, loud, oblivious baseball fans - and we tolerate them. We accept that it’s “good” for city pride and tourism, etc. Sure.
But when a goddamn group of college airheads passing around a jug of orange juice and vodka barge their way into a fully loaded train car and then start vomiting on the floor at 6:00 p.m., I really, really start to hate the entire world in general.
And please don’t get off the train at the next stop because you might miss five minutes of the game! And please don’t apologize to anybody, instead opting to crumble to the ground while screaming, “This is like, so not good. This is like really bad, guys. This is like, so embarrassing,” while clutching onto your greasy, pimply, guffawing boyfriend!
And I pit myself for not doing something about it. :mad:
Okay, speaking as one who’s never taken the train, I have to ask: was it really your place to “do something about it”? Aren’t there, I dunno, train conductors or something, to take care of that stuff? Or do you just mean that you didn’t report it to anyone in authority? Cuz really, there’s not much else you could have/should have done. I sure as hell wouldn’t approach a group of obnoxious drunks. It just wouldn’t seem, well, prudent.
You may get slammed for this, but I am right with you. I don’t mean we should revert back to the days women were put on a pedestal, but damn! girl! Don’t need to get drunk and throw up in public to prove anythign!
How dare you speak so cruelly about those poor young people? How do you know they weren’t suddenly stricken with a stomach flu? Are you claiming to be so perfect that you’ve never been taken ill and had to vomit despite your surroundings? For shame!
I recall one bus ride many years ago where an obnoxiously drunken passenger was ordered off the bus by the driver at the first stop he came to after the idiot began making a nuisance of himself. Our driver got a round of applause from the rest of us, he did.
Was it a Trixie? Oh please tell me it was a Trixie. Schadenfreude… (Edit: Re-reads the OP. Damn, college, too young. Trixie-in-training.)
No idea what you could have done, other than maybe describing loudly to a friend the breakfast of greasy eggs and greasy, greasy bacon you had. Or, yeah, summoning a conductor, but that’s kinda dull.
And I don’t mean to imply anything there about the capacity of north-siders, or generalize, but… Wait, yes I do. That group you saw is typical of the new breed cubbie fan. The ones new to cub fandom since Caray and since the cubs have become the trendy america’s team that everyone must see.
I’m a south side fan, but old time Cub fans will agree with me here I think, all Wrigley and the neighborhood around it have become now is one giant singles bar/drinking fest. Go to a cub game and for every fan you see trying to watch the game, there are ten others being seen at the game, or racing to get out of the park and to a bar when they cut off beer sales.
Yes - I KNOW it was Sox fans a couple years back that embarrassed themselves and us by getting drunk and running on the field. Still, try an objective experiment. Go to a game at both parks on consecutive days. Then tell me I’m wrong. I’m not talking about who draws more people, or who has more people dressed in team colors or any of that. One park is full of (mostly) people there to see a game, the other is full of people there to be seen and get wasted.
I’ll never understand people who get trashed like this on the way to a game or a concert. Tickets are expensive- what the hell is the point of getting so drunk you don’t know where you are and can’t remember any of it the next day? You can do all those things at home much cheaper, without running the risk of stepping on somebody’s foot and getting decked.
Nice to get another reminder as to why I don’t go into Wrigleyville if I don’t have to. Everyone acts surprised this happens at 6pm. From my experience, that’s what it’s like just about all the time around the start of the season … dumbasses and barhopping amateurs drinking themselves into a new dimension of idiocy the likes of which most normal people would rather not be around if given the choice.
Ex-Chicago resident here, and I’m planning on moving back in six months or so. Hate Wrigleyville, can’t stand the Cubs, hate, hate, HATE the masses of Trixie-and-Chad “Cubs fans” who just moved to the city after college.
Oh, and I’m getting a car when I return. Why do all the most demeaning life experiences seem to happen on public transit?
I thought I told them to take the lights out of Wrigley Field… (does a quick search through the archives)Hmm. I suppose it’s my fault for not making my wishes clear.
Never mind, then. Sorry for your trouble, Qazzz. Perhaps Mssrs. Lamm, Pankow, Loughnane, et al, can be shamed into beginning to enforce the standards of behavior that I’m sure are written down somewhere in their charter…
Or, yeah, summoning a conductor, but that’s kinda dull.