I love this story, not only because I was also one of those fans that wanted to get into the opposition's head but because of the unique moment you had. We never had baseball where I grew up but we had minor league hockey. I remember the night when the Halifax Citadels were playing the Sherbrooke Canadiens and John Kordic (an NHL fighter at the time, since deceased) was playing in the minors during the twilight of his career. We heckled him all night and told him his career was over and that he was washed up as a fighter. Early in the third period he got into a fight with our best fighter and absolutely wiped the floor with him. It was one-sided, to say the least. He looked at us, laughed and flexed his muscles as he came back to the bench after serving his penalty. I had very little to say for the remainder of the game. lol