My dad and I were enjoying the Yankees/Rays game tonight when he noticed this sign on the back of the seat. “Be alert for bats and/or balls.” Bats? We were in the middle deck in right field! Even Sammy Sosa at his most roided out condition couldn’t wing a corked bat within a mile of our section. If they shot the bat out of a hot dog canon it would barely make it past the $1,000 reach-out-and-grab-a-player seats. I guess they saved some cash by printing all the same sign.
After joking about the sign for a minute or two we went back to watching the game. It was an OK game. Pretty slow. Then a Beer Man came out of nowhere and hit me with a bat. I should have been more alert.