A little obsessed?
You just can't get away from the dirty fucking hippies out there.
After going 0 for 4 with a walk in the first game, Hamilton laughed about being assaulted in center field by the pungent aroma of marijuana wafting down from the stands.
“It was crazy,” he said.
Asked whether the smell triggered any yearnings or flashbacks, Hamilton said it did not. “That wasn’t my drug of choice,” he said.
Really? In a packed stadium, in a city where anti-smoking laws have been on the books for years, they're smoking pot like it's a Wednesday night game in Yankee Stadium in 1989?
Sure.
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