Via Bob Raissman with a H/T to BBTF –

The combination of food and security collided inside the Stadium Wednesday night. This had nothing to do with high-profile broadcasters or players’ wives. This was a rebellion of the rich. In that expensive area downstairs – the one with the empty seats – there are seemingly more waiters and waitresses, serving free food, than there are patrons.

On Wednesday, it got so crazy that the fan-elite started tossing ice cream sandwiches over the moat to peasants sitting in the $400 “cheap” seats. This did not sit well with Toastie security forces, who began scolding their most prized customers. The lecture from security prompted a guy in the rich seats to say: “I paid for this food, I can do with it what I want!”

Yeah, let them eat ice cream (sandwiches).

It could have been worse.

Many moons ago – I want to say it was 1984 or 1985, thereabouts – I went to an early season Yankees game with my (then) girlfriend. We were sitting in the lower upper deck along the first base side. At one point, some of the fans there starting tossing “something” back and forth among themselves. (You know, how some fans, at other ballparks bat around a beach-ball?)

Well, as the “object” starting coming closer to us – meaning being tossed among the fans closer to our seats – we realized what it was…it was a huge dildo.

My girlfriend, who was pretty straight-laced, was shocked that someone would bring that to the ballpark. Me? Hey, Yankee Stadium in the early ’80’s? I knew that anything was possible.

After a while, some of the fans started chanting “Over the ledge! Over the ledge!” – again and again. And, then, one of the fans who snagged the flying dildo tossed it over the ledge of the upper deck – down to the box seats, below

To this day, I wonder where it landed and how the person it hit reacted. I mean, truly, when you go to a ballgame, do you ever expect a giant rubber talleywacker to fall from the sky and bonk you off the head?

Worse, what if you had your kids with you and it hit one of them? How do you explain that? Yikes.

A free ice cream is a much better gift from the heavens…every day of the week.