The lady seated next to me at Baltimore’s Memorial Stadium was going bananas. Brooks Robinson, one of the Baltimore Orioles’ biggest stars in the 1960s, had just been called out on a close play. “Are you crazy?” the fan screamed at the ump. The woman leaped to her feet. She looked like one of those nutty characters the television cameras always focus on for a laugh—jumping up and down like she was itching for a fight, dressed in an Orioles jersey and cap, yelling at the top of her lungs.