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If you're covered in wrinkles, whiskers and cobwebs, perhaps you fondly remember haberdasher
Hey, don't get us wrong. We
In the last 100 years or so, we've progressively gone from quaint signs on walls to Ballantine Blasts to the Members Only out-of-town scoreboard to "this throw to first brought to you by Bughouse Pest Control" to massive billboards and stadium names that change every 15 minutes to accommodate a new sponsor, not to mention screens that allow the home viewing audience to see constantly changing ads.
The ad creep continued this week as the WNBA's Phoenix Mercury
As salaries continue to rise, or at least remain stratospheric, and fans struggle to afford tickets and valuable merchandise in our, ahem, challenging economy, teams will have no choice but to continually grab more revenue streams. The most obvious udder to squeeze harder is ad sponsorship and there's plenty of blank space on them there uniforms, not to mention the athletes themselves. Hey, online casino
And so, thanks to the wonders of PhotoShop, Getting Loose presents a glimpse into the not-so-distant future, beginning with the photo at the top of this space and running down the side like dewy tears of nostalgia for a simpler time gone by.
Oh, dear. It seems that the new Yankee Stadium can't seem to stay out of the news. If it's not piggy-bank-busting prices, tumbleweeds in the best seats, and wind propelling balls over the fence, it's politicians getting up in arms about the fact that taxpayers have apparently helped fund a shrine that most can not afford to go to.
Two local lawmakers
"If he wants the documents, the standard rule is he pays for them,'' a legal beagle employed by Yankees declared to local newshounds. "That's the law in New York. That's the case law. I hope they're spared. I hope the bill isn't put on the taxpayers.''
This space, too. Being the community-minded literary event (of sorts) that it is, Getting Loose suggests the Yankees raise the dough by selling
In other ballpark news, it appears that the last hunk of Tiger Stadium
Thus we present this collection of demolition videos:
When ever-gracious WFAN radio spawtstawk host
Who says no one watches hockey? With the Stanley Cup Final in full swing, a team of
There was a
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