Does the Oakland A's all-you-can-eat third deck seating live up to its promise of fulfilling every hungry baseball fan's fantasy? The Contra Costa Times set to find out, sending a detachment of four eager nacho-scarfers to test their capacity for downing deliciously salty, highly-processed snacks against their fellow all-you-can-eaters, McAfee Coliseum concessionaires, and -- as with all great existential struggles -- ultimately the eaters themselves. Alas, the results are less inspiring than one might imagine:
"I was as pathetic with my eating as the A's were that afternoon against the Red Sox. My final total was a paltry four dogs, one order of nachos, a bag of peanuts, an ice cream sandwich and a bag of popcorn. Much less than the totals of Eric "Dozen Dog" Louie, and Tony "Seven dogs, but a lot of other stuff" Hicks. They stop serving in the seventh inning, and frankly I was pleased we'd hit the seventh inning stretch."
Can't you just feel the heartburn?
-- Brian Bernbaum