Spank Their Outfielders!

At the Giants/White Sox game this past weekend, they played the typical organ tunes (“Charge!”) and drum beats to get the croud cheering. Suddenly I realized that every time the drums beat:

Boom, Boom, Boom-Boom, Boom

I reflexively said:

Pon Pon Pata Pon.

“And in the bottom of the eighth, the Zigaton Crabs are down with three, the Eyeballs up with seven…”

No, I’m not affected by the media I play. Why do you ask?

We’ve also been playing Mario Kart Wii and Grand Theft Auto IV. So perhaps this isn’t the best time for me to borrow your car either.