MILWAUKEE -- John Buck heard the boos. How could he not? He had just committed one of the worst faux pas a visiting player can make at Miller Park.
Buck interfered with the Sausage Race.
Heading out of the dugout between innings Saturday, Buck quite simply did not look where he was going. Had he kept his head up, he would have seen the brat, Polish sausage, Italian sausage, chorizo and hot dog bearing down on him, in what has become a daily Miller Park tradition. Instead, Buck slowed down the race as he weaved through the sprinting sausages on his way to home plate.
"I was just coming out of the dugout like I normally do," Buck said. "Then all of the sudden I felt like I had a big wiener over me."
Almost immediately, boos came raining down.
"They were not happy about it," Buck said. "They were probably happy I struck out after that. I messed up their wiener race."