(Editor’s note: This story was originally published in 1995)
BALTIMORE — If Queen Elizabeth II really wanted a taste of our national pastime, she would have wolfed down a hot dog, hung around long enough for the seventh-inning stretch and yelled at Jose Canseco. But at least she knew enough to bring her gloves.
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Of course, they were long and black and totally useless had a foul ball off Canseco’s bat somehow penetrated the bulletproof glass in front of her luxury box. But they came in handy when it was time to press all that sweaty flesh with the A’s and the Baltimore Orioles.