Rhetorical Ice Cream Question

Yankee Stadium is a sad, sad place

I met Mike in New York a couple of weeks ago for our annual baseball trip. We saw games in New York, Philadelphia, and Washington DC and rounded out the trip with museums and lots of beer and walking. I had a blast.

One of the things that annoys me about baseball games, though, is the food vendors. I never buy from them. They're a distraction, especially when they make a sale to someone in front of you.

Mostly, they just repeatedly shout what they're selling. "Hot dogs!" "Bud Light!" The more creative ones turn their shouts into calls, á la "Hot dogs," "Bud Liiiight."

One vendor came down shouting, "Hey, how 'bout that Häagen Dazs?" After about three shouts, he'd mix it up a little to "Hey, how 'bout that Dazs Häagen?"