Karma is a Bitch Phillies

Phillies' center fielder Shane Victorino was doused by a full cup of beer as he was catching a fly ball during Phillies 12-5 victory over the Cubs on Wednesday night.

While I like Flying Hawaiian as a player, and thinks this type of fan behavior is deplorable (full fucking cup of ball park beer? in this economy?!), I can't help but feeling happy that a Philadelphia player is on the receiving end of an asshole fan action.

Why am I happy? As a Dallas Cowboys fan, I have witness over the years the bad behavior from Philadelphia sports fans. Every Cowboys game at the old Vet was an orgy of drunk fans throwing everything that was nailed down at the visitors - from batteries to snowballs, sometimes snowballs with batteries rained down onto the field.

The City of Brotherly Love was also home to the coach Buddy Ryan who once famously placed a bounty on the Cowboys kicker and Troy Aikman and remarked "hey, if there is snow on the stands, people will throw snowballs" when asked about the unruly Phillie fans.

This was also the place where Michael Irvin lay motionless on the shitty Veteran Stadium astroturf, with a possibility of permanent paralysis, and the fans cheered.

I can go on for days about the bad Philadelphia sports fans, but I won't. I'll just let Google do the work.

Gutter whores, all of them.

Let's go back to this beer throwing Chicago fan. I heard on ESPN radio that another Cubs fan (coincidentally who looked like Steve Bartman) was mistaken as the beer thrower, and he was roughed up by some of the Phillie fans sitting around him; while the real beer assassin bolted from the stadium. With the release of the footage of the incident, and Victorino's complaint with the CPD, the real assailant turned himself in.

What a sucker, I would have taken my chances with the cops not finding me. Come on, the CPD couldn't even find the one arm killer dude for almost a year, Harrison Ford had to do all the legwork for them.

Chicago fans are no angels either. Who can forget this incident? Warms my heart to see a shirtless drunk father and son team working together.

Okay, enough about the bad Philadelphia and Chicago fans. The most famous beer (or what M.L. Carr called "unidentified liquid, definitely not beer) toss in my mind, was the cup that was thrown at M.L. Carr as he was walking into the tunnel of the L.A. Forum after the Celtics game 6 victory in the 1984 NBA finals.

This act so enraged Maxwell that he told DJ: "Let's kill them on Tuesday. Let's kill those freaks."

The rest, as they say - was history.