Things I Learned About Pittsburghers from the #HEIST

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Folks, it seems like it's impossible to plan a Walkoff Walk Field Trip without having the home team stage a remarkable comeback and win the game in a walkoff (see: last year) On Saturday night, the Pirates beat the Rockies 8-7 in 10 innings thanks to a tidy, game-ending three-run tater tot by rookie slugger Pedro Alvarez. One needs only to look at the win expectancy graph to see just how hugely improbable Alvarez' homer was. The rest of the game was a bit of a slog but oh, that ending!

But Saturday night was about more than baseball: it was also an anthropological exploration of what happens when you take 40 awesome people from all over the country, drop them into three rows at PNC Park, and observe the interactions between them and the native Pittsburghers. Imagine it as sort of a Survivor: Western Pennsylvania where the rewards are kielbasas and pierogies. To that end, I've collected a few cultural observations about the local folk.

White Pittsburghers get excited about even the stalest party music. During one particular Rockies pitching change, the PA system pumped in the irritating 2000 hit "Who Let the Dogs Out" and white folks all over the park stood up and started to dance with such vigor, you'd have thought the tune was laced with Caribbean voodoo. Folks were seemingly in a trance, a la Weekend at Bernie's 2. Also, I'm pretty sure it was the extended "Dogs" remix because the song felt like it lasted 18 minutes.

Later, when the Village People's obscure classic "YMCA" blared between innings, nearly every single human within earshot of downtown Pittsburgh stood up to clap their hands on the downbeat just waiting to throw their arms up and spell out letters in time with a song about men sleeping with other men. Fans in New York get excited when the groundskeeping crew rakes the field and does the YMCA dance, but the crowd participation level pales in comparison with that of Pittsburgh folk.

Western Pennsylvanians like fireworks. No no, wait, they don't "like" fireworks, they LOVE fireworks. Perhaps "love" isn't even strong enough a word to describe how Western Pennsylvanians feel about pretty explosions in the sky. According to the group ticket rep I spoke with back in February, there are only a handful of Pirates games that are guaranteed sell-outs each season. Saturday night was one of those games because there were fireworks.

To their defense, this was one of the finest displays of fireworks I'd ever witnessed in my life, fine enough that 30,000+ people sat through a four-hour baseball game, a 15 minute interlude, and at least 15 minutes of a really quite boring George Thorogood concert. Ironically enough, George Thorogood's PA system was neither thorough nor good. But oh, those fireworks! They were shot from the field, shot from the river, shot from the Roberto Clemente Bridge, and shot off the tops of at least one downtown skyscraper. And the show went late, not ending until just before 1AM.

But most of all, people in Pittsburgh are very gracious and excellent hosts. Sure, perhaps the American-flag-clad-dad sitting down the row from us was not pleased with our shrimp-chanting antics, but otherwise, we #HEIST attendees felt more than welcome everywhere we went. Cheers to our waitress at Finnigan's Wake bar who managed separate checks for 30+ people with aplomb during the pregame, and then welcomed us back once we departed the park mid-Thorogood. Even better was the kind old man standing on the concourse who graciously donated his bag of peanuts to Kris.

Attendees, please share your memories and/or photos of the #HEIST in the comment section.


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GIMMIE THEM PEANUTS OLD MAN

Even better was the kind old man standing on the concourse who graciously donated his bag of peanuts to Kris.

Someone mistook Catshirt for being homeless? I'm shocked, shocked I say.

I was hoping to read about someone getting arrested at the game for throwing a bag of shrimp on the field.

I SAID GIMME THEM PEANUTS

Philly + Jacksonville = Pittsburgh

I kinda forgot to take pictures
but here's one of Kris and MDT taking a whiskey shot pregame:
http://iputtheillinchillwave.com/post/923087380/shots-shots-shots-everybody

Hey, it turns out Chili Davis never played for the Pirates. But I still rank him within at least top 50 Pirates of All Time.

This guy heard me making fun of him, and yet still stopped to pose for a picture. Nice stirrups, dude.
http://twitpic.com/2d3syk

Also, I'm amazed that Pittsburghers didn't get offended by my loud, drunken dressing-down of their Philadelphia cultural icon that is the "Pittsburger" cheesesteak. Had I said the kind of things as loudly as I did about, say, John's Roast Pork back home at a Phils came I'd have gotten my ass kicked so soundly I'd be eating my next steak through a straw.

But seriously, you call this a thing an f'ing cheesesteak?
http://bit.ly/969SXl

Whoever started the "USA! USA!" chant in I think the 8th inning is a genius. End of story.

Four stars to Manny Sanguillen's BBQ, even though I still haven't stopped having gas from his delicious beans.

The wings that came in a bucket were great too.

And sorry about yer shirt The Colonel but that was all catshirt's fault

Please tell me someone has a photograph of Jerkwheat or Liakos going face-first into a bucket of hot wings.

The wing sauce was good. I've been smoking the dress all day.

Attendees, please share your memories and/or photos of the #HEIST in the comment section.

"Non-attendees: Go screw." Elitist.

Also:
30 separate checks? Rob specifically told me that he was treating everyone to drinks at the pregame. Y'all got hosed.

I can't believe no one has mentioned singing Danzig in the ninth inning. That was the one thing that the Yinzers around us seemed to not really mind all that much.

The Mother chorus is something I don't think I'll ever forget. Amazing.

Help.

Please.

Are these posts about the Heist or this week's episode of Glee?

/jealous

If this week's episode of Glee involves a douchebag on a cellphone constantly standing up and looking around at people and you really want him to get drilled by a foul ball, then it's the latter.

Ryan Doumit at-bats (and Eric Godard fights, for that matter) will never be the same, you magnificent bastards.

/bangs head on desk

Yeah, I'm going to get a chorus of "Mother" going at every game I attend now.

Sorry my crippling shyness kept me from talking to everyone. Still, I had a very good time!

Here's the call from the game, this guy must have been really excited for the fireworks.

http://deadspin.com/5608092/desperate-for-excitement-pirates-announcers-melt-down-after-big-win

Well, did he play "Bad to the Bone"?

Well, it sure as shit wasn't "I Drink Alone."

I SAID GIMME THEM PEANUTS OLD MAN

The Meechuation

Hey!

When I got back to my hotel on Saturday night, I found an 800 mg ibuprofen in my toiletry bag and I almost wept from relief. I am still in pain. In short, I love you people and when can we start planning #HEIST 2011.

In all this excitement, I forgot to ask if Rob wore his green Yankees hat?

Incidentally, the part where everyone sang "Mother" is one of the highlights of my life.

Ok, so did they actually play "Mother" over the PA or did you guys just spontaneously bust it out?

They actually played "Mother" over the PA. Ryan Doumit walks up to the plate to that song. But when they stopped playing it, we kept going.

Extra points to Ryan Doumit, then. Wish I coulda made it - sounds like it was a blast.

I had a blast -- or should I say "Skyblast" -- on Saturday night. And on Friday when we got down with the oom-pah band at the Hofbrauhaus. Photos will be here in a matter of minutes. http://www.flickr.com/photos/catelinp/

I couldn't sing along with "Mother" because I was laughing too hard.

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