One scorned fan. One carton of undersized 'Quicky Mart' eggs. One halfhearted defacement of private property. One affirmation that San Diego really doesn't deserve it's own professional football team. I don't want to make it sound like I don't respect a guy having so much love for a sports team that doesn't even love him back that he runs to the nearest dairy aisle and stocks up on the ammo that is generally reserved for teenagers in the latest stages of October, but everything about this publicized act of retribution was just sad. Just take a look at the velocity on those throws. If you had just shown me the wind-up then I would have guessed that the intent of those half-speed tosses was to get the egg safely to his partner on the other side of the parking lot and advance to the finals at his family reunion. I get the vibe this dude showed up, became disheartened by the fact that he was the only one who was enraged enough to commit mischief, and came to the realization that maybe Dean Spanos had good reason to uproot the Chargers before he even started chucking. Not sure the city that runs through football teams faster than it runs through mediocre acting careers and failed miserably to fill the building of the more popular organization that literally just moved there was the smartest destination. However, if this "backlash" did anything it was splatter yolk all over the face San Diego's support system. I just can't shed any tears for a fanbase when their "call-to-action" was nothing more than one old man who had the trajectory of a person that was trying to frame someone else rather than cause actual damage. P.S. Hey, at least this guy was able to get a hearty laugh when he woke up to find his former team's "rebranding" was nothing more than releasing a logo that looks like it belongs to the Los Angeles Dodgers in a baseball video game that was unable to get MLB licensing... 
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