August 31st, 1993 - "Who the F*ck comes to the bleachers in a tie?"

August 31st, 1993 - Yankees host the White Sox
"Hip Hip, you're gay!"

Well, the Yankees caught a beating on this night. But we were out standing strong there on this Tuesday night....the "Tuesday Night Titans" as I described us. "Is the guy who burns his hair off here?" someone asked. Maybe not, but "Dennis was here" is scrawled in big letters to the left of the Chisox lineup. We have speculated in the past, but I can verify that this idiot Dennis helped with this scorecard by the "correcting Dennis' mistakes" markings on here, and the constant x-outs, and scribbles over plays in the wrong box.

Bo Jackson was in the house. Oh, did we ever have fun with him. Him and his bogus hip. "Hip Hip...you're gay!" flooded the Stadium seats back in those days. "Bo recycles....with a plastic hip!" was a proper refrain that August night. The group also partook in a rousing "Na Na Na Na...Na Na Na Na....hey, left hip.....goodbye!" Jackson, highly appreciative of our kind sentiments, simply blew us a kiss.

Since the Bo Jackson odes went over so well, a number of Creatures partook in a few choruses of the "Hokey Pokey" which seems like a fun thing to do.

"If you try and you don't succeed, you're a Met fan" someone mused. There was a Mutt fan being harrassed, and in between insults some of the bleacher denizens were trying to get him to "see the light" by coaxing him to throw his OWN hat on the field. When that was not successful, we threw that hat around amongst ourselves for him, with ugly "burn that hat" chants booming all around.

The age-old query of "who the fuck comes to the bleachers in a tie" was bandied about on this night. And there is a line involving security guard Saddam (a dead ringer for Saddam Hussein who will appear frequently in this annals) that mentions "Palestine" in there. Sad to say, it is written in drunk hand and practically illegible. The word "steroids" is also written on here, and not really directed to anyone...it is sort of written in the middle of nowhere. I guess it could have been aimed at Bo Jackson.

It appears my brother Dave was on hand with a lady friend, who endeared herself to everyone by saying "I gotta suck on that for a while" albeit while simply talking about some hard candy that was being passed around. Not sure of her relationship with my brother, but she identified herself as "Dave Browns only friend" when she signed the scorecard. Another girl on hand who accompanied her, a friend named "Laurie" was so entertained by the capers and antics she signed "Thanks for the memories....I really enjoyed myself." As I have absolutely no recollection of her, she apparently did not enjoy herself enough to ever come back.

While all this zaniness was abound, the Yankees were stinking it up on the field. After one play that we all missed, when wondering what to put on the scorecard someone said "they got a run somehow...everyone went BOOO! real loud at the end, so it must have been close!"

All kinds of "addendums" were connected to plays with arrows to the margin, like "It hit the fucking base!" and "two guys on one base!" and "out tag...what was the point?" I even called a 9th inning 6-4 Gallego to Jim Leyritz grounder the "play of the year." No further details on that, though, but it sounds like i was reaching a bit. After a double by Chicago's Tim Raines, someone took my pen and wrote "we should give him a strikeout instead - that would be peachy."

One interesting note of interest is that the soda guy apparently dropped his tray on this night. Unfortunately the number of sodas lost was not earmarked.

I am seeing a few "ww's" here (wasnt watching) and whole half innings that simply don't look complete...

The Yankees gave up 5 homers on this night, 2 by Raines, and one each by Frank Thomas, Joey Cora, and Ellis Burks. Sterling Hitchcock started (he had not yet made 10 major league starts at this point) and was cuffed around a bit, but the main offender on the Yankee hill was old favorite Richard Monteleone (1.1 innings, and 5 earned runs on 6 hits and a walk). Steve Howe ambled in to pitch the 9th, and promptly gave up the Burks homer. So, since Monteleone was taken deep by Raines and Cora in the 9th as well, that means THREE White Sox bombs in the final frame.

Wilson Alvarez went for the White Sox, and after Jose DeLeon came in to throw to one batter, Scott Radinsky finished up for the Sox. Radinsky is better known these days for fronting Cali punk band Pulley, who sound like Bad Religion/Green Day clones to me. I just nabbed one of thier CDs off Amazon used for $2, but have not given it enough spins yet to come up with anything further than that.

Other noteworthy names on hand for the Chisox were former Yankee Dan Pasqua (who came in as a defensive replacement at first late in the game) and Ivan Calderon, who is now dead.

On the Yankee front Mike Stanley had a homer, and Gallego went 2-4 and plated 2 runs.

37,511 were on hand, and your umpires on this putrid evening were Larry Barnett, Greg Kosc, Dan Morrison, and Al Clark.

Thanks for reading, yo!