Nate Robertson's gum-chewing habit is starting to catch on with Tigers fans. A solid sign of a successful baseball summer is the development of silly little rituals like Gum Time. Remember, a little thing called The Wave originated in Detroit in 1984.
As I just e-mailed some of the dudes, Gum Time is cooler than the Rally Monkey. The only thing funnier than a bunch of pale Midwesterners chomping on jawfuls of gum is a stadium full of Orange Countians going nuts for a video clip of a monkey.
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Jawfuls? Jawsful? ?????
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