Twenty-five years ago today came one of the most infamous moments in baseball history: The day when Cosmo Kramer and buddy Newman attended a New York Mets baseball game, only to be spit upon by well who, exactly?
Let's check the official court transcripts (from SeinfeldScripts.com):
NEWMAN: June 14, 1987. Mets-Phillies. We're enjoying a beautiful afternoon in the right-field stands, when a crucial Hernandez error led to a five-run Phillies ninth. Cost the Mets the game.
KRAMER: Our day was ruined. There was a lot of people, you know, they were waiting by the players' parking lot. Now we're coming down the ramp, Newman was in front of me. Keith was coming toward us. As he passes Newman turns and says, "Nice game, pretty boy." Keith continued past us up the ramp.
NEWMAN: A second later, something happened that changed us in a deep and profound way from that day forward.
ELAINE: What was it?
KRAMER: He spit on us. And I screamed out, "I'm hit!"
NEWMAN: Then I turned and the spit ricocheted off him and it hit me.
ELAINE: Wow! What a story.
JERRY: Unfortunately the immutable laws of physics contradict the whole premise of your account. Allow me to reconstruct this, if I may, for Miss Benes, as I've heard this story a number of times.
Newman, Kramer, if you'll indulge me. According to your story Keith passes you and starts walking up the ramp, then you say you were struck on the right temple. The spit then proceeds to ricochet off the temple, striking Newman between the third and fourth rib. The spit then came off the rib, turned and hit Newman in the right wrist, causing him to drop his baseball cap. The spit then splashes off the wrist, pauses -- in mid-air, mind you -- makes a left turn and lands on Newman's left thigh.
That is one magic loogie!
NEWMAN: Well that's the way it happened.
JERRY: What happened to your head when you got hit?
KRAMER: Well, uh, well my head went back and to the left.
ELAINE: So, what are you saying?
JERRY: I am saying that the spit could not have come from behind. That there had to have been a second spitter behind the bushes on the gravelly road. If the spitter was behind you as you claimed, that would have caused your head to pitch forward.
ELAINE: So the spit could have only come from the front and to the right.
JERRY: The sad thing is we may never know the real truth.
But then, in the second half of the two-part episode, when Keith Hernandez finally confronted Kramer and Newman
KEITH: The way I remember it, I was walking up the ramp. I was upset about the game. That's when you called me pretty boy. It ticked me off. I started to turn around to say something, and as I turned around I saw Roger McDowell behind the bushes over by that gravelly road.
Anyway, he was talking to someone and they were talking to you. I tried to scream out, but it was too late. It was already on its way.
JERRY: I told you!
NEWMAN: Wow, it was McDowell.
JERRY: But why? Why McDowell?
KRAMER: Well, maybe because we were sitting in the right-field stands cursing at him in the bullpen all game.
NEWMAN: He must have caught a glimpse of us when I poured that beer on his head.