A RETURN TO SANITY
A RETURN TO SANITY
The Return of Cracker Jack!
Baseball may still have the wretched DH rule, but at Yankee Stadium there has been a slight return to normalcy: Cracker Jack is back! No more CrunchíníMunch. Now the fans can sing Take Me Out To The Ball Game and not have to substitute CrunchíníMunch for Cracker Jack when singing along with the loudspeakers during the 7th Inning Stretch.
This means the ìsurpriseî is also back. I asked a vendor if CrunchíníMunch, a replica of Cracker Jack, came with the silly little surprise, a toy or some silly goodie in the bottom of the box. ìNo,î he told me, ìHELL, man! Surprise enough weíre selling this shit instead of real Cracker jacks, my brother.î
I took a kinship sort of liking to this dredlocks wearing, tattoo-sporting vendor. Having spent my entire life two older sisters and no brothers, -- and with his endearing terminology, referring to me as, ìmy brotherî -- I wondered if maybe he and I had played catch in some past life.
The return of Cracker Jack to the Stadium signals a good call by Yanks management.
