Okay, so there was really no buying of peanuts or Cracker Jacks — those were not-so-secretly replaced with a lemonade and vodka, hot pretzel with cheese-food-type substance (a dollar for that yellow crap? criminal!), and of course, our beloved Shish-Ka-Berries (see Shaley and Sarah devouring theirs below):
But hell yes, I did stretch during the 7th, since it’s also criminal not to do so.
It was a fabulously fun day that was sorely needed, and I can’t thank Alan and Sarah enough for including my friends and I in their annual festivities — not to mention affording us the opportunity to spend just a little more time with our favorite Mets fans.
Real Low Vibe 