You don’t need to a baseball fan to know the lyrics to “Take Me Out To the Ballgame.” It’s a classic old-timey tune that embodies the the joyful innocence of enjoying 9 innings of America’s pastime.
Take me out to the ball game,
Take me out with the crowd;
Buy me some peanuts and Cracker Jacks,
I don’t care if I never get back.
Let me root, root, root for the home team,
If they don’t win, it’s a shame.
For it’s one, two, three strikes, you’re out,
At the old ball game.
According to the the team’s spokesman this is standard team policy.
“We don’t tell them they can’t cheer for the other team. We just ask them to adhere to the policy that we give them when we sell them the tickets.”
Or else get the hell out of Ken Kendrick’s old ball game.
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