We’re always on the lookout for new things to eat and drink in this great nation’s stadiums, arenas and, well, anywhere else, frankly, and Major League Baseball is dropping a real doozy.
The league is getting its own signature cocktail, and it sounds like it may have been scientifically engineered to go down nice and easy while you’re sitting in the bleachers on a hot summer day, turning as red as a steamed lobster.
But there’s one small issue I’ve got with it…
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The drink is called the “Rally Cap,” and it mixes lemonade, iced tea and Traveller Whiskey — the official whiskey of the MLB and MiLB.
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You might be thinking, “Hey, that just sounds like an Arnold Palmer with whiskey in it.”
Yeah, and?
Lemonade and iced tea are the peanut butter and jelly of the beverage world. They were meant to be.
Then you throw in a splash of booze, and, hey, this party is getting started.
According to the league, the drink will be available at Padres, Marlins and A’s games (anything to put butts in seats at the last two parks) and select minor league stadiums, and will be served in a souvenir cup.
But, it’s the souvenir cup I’m not big on.
I’m not a fan of getting a souvenir cup against my will. I like it when you can get the beverage in a standard-issue, no-frills drinking vessel.
Sure, occasionally, I feel like a Rockefeller, and I want a cup with holograms of the team’s players on it or one that looks like a barrel from “Donkey Kong Country.”
I’m only human, but I like having the choice.
It’s not just the price. I hate babysitting the cup for the rest of the night until it’s safely in my kitchen cupboard full of other souvenir cups I muled home from various stadiums, arenas and theme parks.
You can throw it away, but it always feels weird throwing away a more substantial cup. I’ll throw away paper cups all day long, but once it’s thick plastic, I have a hard time sky-hooking it into the bin from the other side of the concourse.
I guess I could give it to some kid, but that would just teach him to live on handouts and not work hard, so he can one day purchase his own souvenir cups that he’ll really only use to fill the coffee maker or bathe the dog.
