From Brea Canyon, one of the greatest moments in baseball history: Rick Monday rescuing the flag from people trying to set it on fire. Listening to Vin Scully's play-by-play of the 1976 incident gave me chills.
Links to great coverage of this at Brea Canyon.
Mr. Monday's actions were as much speech acts as is burning the flag, and so equally protected. And he had a better message.
Posted by: pwyll at May 1, 2006 11:17 PMI don't think there's any kind of protected speech involved with dropping down onto a baseball field in the middle of a game. Unless you're that crazy big-bosomed woman running to kiss the pitcher, you're going to be ejected.
Posted by: Donnah at May 1, 2006 11:35 PMYou are right, of course. I was speaking tongue in cheek, somewhat under the influence of the 21 anuses defense
( www.themorningnews.org/archives/oped/in_praise_of_loopholes.php ).
Actually, I'm not a baseball fan and so was not familiar with that story. I think what Canyon did was pretty cool.
Donnah, If you'll forgive me for hijacking the thread, I would like to tap your expertise in things Florida and musical by asking whether you recall a band called Charlie Pickett and the Eggs, south Florida, early eighties?
Posted by: pwyll at May 2, 2006 08:18 AMIn my comment above, I refer to Canyon as the player. I meant Monday.
Posted by: pwyll at May 2, 2006 08:49 AMNo, I don't, Pwyll. Unless they made it onto the radio, I doubt I would have heard of them. I don't go to clubs.
Posted by: Donnah at May 3, 2006 11:16 PM