The Bronx Zoo is back

They don't think it's the same as it is.

Oscar Gamble had an assessment of Yankee Stadium in 1979. The new Yankee Stadium hasn't sunk to those depths, mostly because of seats costing around first class international travel prices and the general shift of all live crowds at sporting events skewing more wine and cheese while the actual fans are pushed either to the severely thin air upstairs or out. Yankees fans haven't been all that enamored with their team of late.

The entitlement and the boorishness in all aspects of our current society are best exemplified in the places we gather. There have been more incidents of fans and players clashing. There was a Mensa meeting of Celtics fans and Irving. After being locked down for two years, more and more are feeling their oats.

Or it could be that Yankees fans are just angry.

A few minutes earlier, a few bleacher creatures were taunting Cleveland's Steven Kwan after he crashed into the wall chasing a Kiner-Falefa double that tied the game in the ninth. The other outfielders, Oscar Mercado and Myles Straw, confronted whoever said what crossed the line.

The Yankees had to cut short their celebration and head out to right field to demand their moronic supporters cut it out after the trash and beer were thrown at the outfielders. It was a pretty sorry sight.

You can bet your bottom dollar the demographic of those throwing shit on the field and those who scream that very line in much more serious arenas are exactly the same. Hopefully soon. We are only as good as our weakest links. Every day, we learn that lesson.

The combination of one of the first nice days in New York, drunks in the sun, and hopefully an isolated incident at Yankee Stadium is what will be remembered.

There is no excuse for this.

Bud, if you want to mimic the idea of beer-boiled bratwurst, you can treat your $27 beer in the Bronx as some sort of cocktail sauce for your dog. It is hard to imagine spending $30 on a beer and a dog only to ruin both. Have you ever thought that this beer could use a bit of a mustard finish?

The most annoying person you know will tell you that a New York brewery is making a hot dog beer. If society collapses, historians will know the roots of it from yesterday at The Boogey Down.