Around the Stadium, the Games People Play Are Not Baseball

There were all the young dudes, already half in the bag an hour before game time, standing in front of the Sportsman’s Bar and Restaurant, making sounds like, “Yaaahhh, Yaaaahh,” at those ticket-holdres who were hurrying to the safety of the Stadium as if running away from the plague.

And when it was over, with the Yankees scoring the winning run at the stroke of midnight, the people gave one short but spectacular shout of joy and then began tamely filing to the exit.

There seemed to be a sense of relief, not only at the final score but also at the actual conclusion of the long game; it was, after all a week night and there was school and work looming hours away.

ex NYT Kornheiser 11/12/77