Phillies fans, where's the love?
I have been a baseball fan for almost 60 years. I started out attending Cardinals and Browns games in St. Louis, where I grew up. Later, I joined the Marines and saw home games of the Athletics (in both Kansas City and Oakland), as well as games in San Francisco, Los Angeles, Anaheim, San Diego, Cincinnati, Baltimore, Boston, New York and even Philadelphia. Now that I live in the Washington area, I love the Nationals.
On Monday, I went to Nationals Park, thrilled that the season was opening and hoping for a victory. But my enthusiasm was dampened quickly. After the Phillies fans cheered loudly for their team (which I do not begrudge), they booed the whole time our team was being introduced. They booed our president, our mayor and our beauty queen, who was to sing the national anthem. At least they had the grace not to boo the national anthem and our wounded warriors from Walter Reed. Those in sections 136 and 137 continually harassed Willie Harris and even yelled at Ian Desmond to "get hurt" as he chased a foul ball behind third.
These were the most rude, crude, obnoxious fans I have seen in all my years of attending baseball games. They worked hard to make the day miserable for us few Nats fans in the section. I have stopped taking my son to Redskins games when they play the Eagles. Now I will not take him to Nats games when they play the Phillies. Philadelphia, the city of brotherly love, ain't.
Ted Bean, Woodbridge