In what amounts to dangerous overkill, Yankee Stadium management put up metal detectors and closed down all but two Gates
making it nearly impossible for anybody to get in.
Apparently, the sons of Steinbrenner thought they were getting the Bloods vs the Cribs and instead they got precisely what you and I would assume they wouldda get: twenty something blue collar girls and guys on a weekday date all the way from Long Island.
I arrived at 7pm for a 730p opening act and at 735p was still outside when BoB hit the stage.
The fans were booing, hissing, and chanting: it could’ve gotten ugly fast because there was zero personnel to advise and assist.
In the end the clowns called security and, forget about metal detectors, were barely patting people down as they entered the stadium.
I’ll have my reviews later.
But put it this way:
Not a good day for the Yankees at all.