Let this be known, unless you’re twelve years old or younger, you probably shouldn’t wear your baseball glove to the ballpark. It symbolizes that you care about catching a foul ball, and frankly, as an adult, you shouldn’t. There are exceptions, of course. And I can probably give the guy above a pass since he made a pretty great grab in a nonchalant fashion while talking on his cell phone.
However … the strange I have to go pee dance that verges on a type of even stranger primal mating ritual is absolutely inexcusable. Unless, of course, he was dancing out of glee for the no-hitter that Jarrod Parker still had in progress at that point.
Somehow, I doubt it.