Baseball is a business of other people’s fun. The players are supposed to have it, and if the fans have it, despite what the scoreboard says, a game can still be considered a success.
I have a friend who, although a Reds fan, attended several Pirates games during a training session in Pittsburgh, no matter the opponent. “Tickets were cheap,” he pointed out, “and if you went only on beer night, it was an affordable evening. We didn’t even watch the game. Just booed every now and then.” So even within arenas deep in enemy territory for Reds fans, fun remains a viable option.