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"NASCAR coverage was also expanded on the cable channel New England Sports Network, which is owned by New England Sports Ventures, the parent company of the Red Sox and Fenway Sports Group. The New York Times Co., which owns The Boston Globe, holds a 17 percent stake in New England Sports Ventures."
Yeah, I noticed the Globe SPONSORS the pregame show and is advertised during the game!
"Fenway’s other athletes; For hawkers, a summer job that is no walk in the ballpark" by Andrew Ryan, Globe Staff | August 17, 2010
Any baseball fanatic dreaming about a lazy summer selling peanuts and popcorn at Fenway Park should know this: Lazy won’t schlep that case of bottled water up and back to the nosebleed seats at the top of the bleachers.
They have so internalized the Zionist point-of-view to the point where they are even using the terminology.
Lazy won’t keep your hair from being singed when you hold that portable hot dog oven over your head.
I would be careful eating at the park:
"Fenway Park's food stands flunked city health inspections on more than a dozen health and safety measurements on Red Sox opening day April 8, from storing food at unsafe temperatures to failing to clean food preparation counters.... and rodent droppings underneath service counters, city records show.... The inspection reports paint an unsettling portrait of the Fenway dining experience."
Bon appetite, fans!
Lazy certainly won’t cut it on “Hot-dog Christmas,’’ that hallowed 11:05 a.m. game on
And lazy didn’t earn Fenway hawkers such a vaunted reputation in the industry that a team from Boston recently traveled to Toronto to tutor their Canadian counterparts....
This is filler, folks -- if you know what I mean.
Hawkers at Fenway, back at work today for a nine-game home stand, work straight commission. That means the more Push Pops they push, the more Cracker Jacks they promote, the bigger their take....
You sweat through your egg-yolk yellow Aramark shirt. Every second could be a sale, so you work oblivious to the score, the back of your head to the diamond. Those narrow aisles and ancient Fenway seats always find ways to make you bang your knees and elbows, leaving you so beat up after a run of games that you need more braces and Ace bandages than the players, even in this injury-racked season.
It could almost make for unenviable work.
Almost, but not quite....
It all starts on a bleak day in March. New hires face a physical agility test, a spring tryout that sends them up and down the bleachers lugging a case of
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Anyone can apply, but most new applicants are referrals: brothers, cousins, best friends.
The ones who make it do not get to start slinging hot dogs behind home plate on Opening Day. Hawkers work in a rigid caste system, in which seniority defines everything: what they sell, where they sell, how much money they make. The roughly 200 hawkers on Aramark’s roster know their seniority numbers as well as their own birthdays, from the guy hired in 1976 to Jake Glasser, a lanky 16-year-old from Newton who ranks 196th and learned early on what happens when a rookie wanders out of his section.
“Some guy was like, ‘Hey, kid, get back to right field,’ ’’ said Glasser, who got stuck selling sports bars there earlier this month.
Ninety minutes before first pitch, hawkers meet in the musty underbelly of the right field grandstands for an auction defined entirely by seniority. Hats flipped backwards, teenagers crowd a table, picking products and sections, hoping for hot dogs and home plate, but often ending up with cotton candy in the bleachers.
For the veterans with first pick, weather dictates everything. Hot but dry? Hawk Fenway Franks. Water only goes when it’s hot and humid. Lemonade sells any time it’s hot, and especially when humid. Clouds or wind can limit thirst, making it a good day for peanuts.
But it’s more complicated than checking the forecast. Humidity sticks behind home plate and in left field like a dense fog, keeping fans in those sections thirsty well after dark. Weather sits differently in the bleachers and sections of right field, which bake during the day but don’t hold humidity, cooling off like an air-conditioned room after sunset.
You know, all the things you really needed to know from your newspaper.
The bleachers, of course, bring their own environmental hazards. The cheaper seats are packed with rowdy fans and roved by baby-faced vendors at the bottom of the pecking order....
Well, I won't be going to any games so I'm not going to worry about it.
For older hawkers with day jobs and mortgages, hot dogs are the steady moneymakers.
I didn't know rodent droppings were a condiment, did you?
That accounts for the past cases of indigestion!
The veterans stuff their hats with napkins, cushioning the weight on their heads, and get out early, selling their initial haul before first pitch, so they can reload during the National
Part of the bait is a bellowing voice, embellished with an inflection that is as much a part of Fenway as the Green Monster. Pizza HE-AH! Italian ice HE-AH! Popcorn HE-AH!
********Aramark officials declined to discuss pay in detail. Hawkers said a vendor with seniority could take home a few hundred dollars on a great night, while a new guy in the bleachers makes far less. The jocular competition for sales — and the race for the biggest payday after the final out — is what pushes vendors through the dog days of August, and those frigid nights in April and October....
Yeah, just get out of my section before I break your face!
And WHAT FRIGID NIGHTS in this age of GLOBAL WARMING?!
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