
Many sports fans around the nation have a little pep in their step because it's March Madness time. Especially since games have yet to be played in the 2008 NCAA tournament, everyone sounds like a genius around the company water cooler - no matter how insane their bracket may be.
Around our fan hunting headquarters, we're excited for one reason: we're exactly one week away from the start of the 2008 Major League Baseball schedule. Baseball season signifies the start of some serious fan hunting.
Make no mistake, the drunkards per capita at football games is *very* high...and the redneck ratio at hockey games is *very* stellar. However, there's something special about baseball fans that touches us the right way.
Maybe it's the brotherly nature of America's past time that presents a fan's willingness to express themselves....or maybe it's the overall beautiful weather during the baseball calendar season that creates a wonderful atmosphere for showing one's giant back tattoo. Maybe it's a little of both.
Nevertheless, we love baseball fans because we know what we're getting: fans that are passionate, usually intoxicated, and commonly shirtless.
We expect fat, inebriated, tattooed men. We expect, and welcome, that. But, in our dignified history of fan hunting, there's one thing we never saw coming.
Well, we'll let the pictures do the talking...

Yes yes. Squatting in the bleaches to take a piss. Yummy. The wonderful fun hunter in Philly that submitted this photo series insists that it "was the ninth inning". But, to be perfectly honest, those women lines at the stadium bathrooms are always insane no matter what inning it is.
I'm appalled, yet extremely appreciative of the efficiency.
Don't feel too sorry for this lucky gentleman, though. He eventually made up with his lady.
