The megachurch of baseball
Could the Braves promotional crew be less inspired? As you may have heard it’s country and western night at The Ted, which is perplexing since they beat you over the head with that crap every other home game. Of course there’s few things more entertaining than seeing a photoshopped picture of Melky Cabrera in a 10-gallon hat projected on the giant screen. I’m sure that brought in thousands of new fans.
Look, just because we root for the Braves doesn’t mean we have the same musical taste as Chipper Jones. Would it kill them to play a song without a twang every now and then? The Braves play here, in Atlanta — not Alabama. Is an occasional Outkast tune too much to ask? Hard to understand the benefit of promoting a bland, inoffensive experience at the old ballpark (ixnay on the baseball-ay …).
And why not promote the game for a change? When’s the last time fans got to cheer Otis, Avery, Frankie or Sid at the Ted? Instead, we get Travis Tritt.
Take away the on-field action and you’d be hard-pressed to note much difference between an evening at the Ted and opening night of the GOP convention in Orlando. Can’t wait to see Todd Palin throw out the first pitch on Real American night.