Diamond Hoggers tries to interview Jay Bruce, but the Reds slam the door in his face.

I think back to the times I honestly sat and watched this organization when I was sick; I think back to the times that I made the two hour drive from Columbus to watch them just because I love them when we were 17 games out in September when I could have been watching the NFL instead.

I think about the times I talked my girl out of a romantic dinner only to take her to a Reds game and convince her it was a better date, knowing I’d have to probably hear about it later on. Or how about this past winter when we went to Redsfest for our anniversary gift to eachother. Or about the times I went to the games after working downtown alone instead of going home and going to the gym like I should have.

None of these things make me above any other Reds fan; but I’m shocked at how easily one can be treated.

It’s never a good idea to anger someone who buys pixels by the terabyte.