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August 12, 1996
Drew Rosenhaus is the poster boy for everything that is wrong with sports.CRAIG PAULSEN, BURBANK, CALIF.
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Your all-star roster of vendors is not complete without adding John (the Hot Dog Man) Hunter, who is a familiar and friendly face at Texas Rangers games in Arlington. The man even has his own trading card. Okay, maybe there's some mustard to him when he bellows out his famous "hhhhot dooooogs" call. The yell, which is always followed by what Hunter himself calls a Cheshire cat grin, is a sight fans have come to relish.
R.V. BAUGUS, Grand Prairie, Texas

Rushin missed an important concession stand. At Oriole Park at Camden Yards, right behind home plate, is the major leagues' first certified kosher stand. Run by Orthodox teens earning money for a year of study in Israel, it serves hot dogs, hot pretzels and other kosher food, and at the end of the fifth inning of every game the teens, of whom I am one, hold a prayer service that attracts upward of 30 Orthodox fans.

Rushin failed to cite the Italian sausages outside Fenway Park. If you load 'em up with onions and peppers, you'll feel their effect well after Mo Vaughn's second trip to the plate.
PETER MOTTLA, Arlington, Mass.

After devouring the article during the Fourth of July weekend, I was inspired to travel to Baltimore on a culinary pilgrimage to visit my new idol, Boog Powell. Although I did not get an audience with Boog, his barbecue stand dill not disappoint.
STEVE MILLS, Long Beach, N.Y.

No mention of the Louisville Slugger, the half-pound, all-beef dog found at Randy Jones' Barbeque in San Diego's Jack Murphy Stadium, where chicken, ribs, burgers and the Slugger are all barbecued on a grill. It is the most popular stand in the park. People expect to wait in line if they don't get there early enough. Randy, the Padres' star pitcher of the 1970s, is there during every game, talking with the fans, and he never refuses to sign an autograph. Boog who?

There was nothing like the fried chicken (half or whole) prepared by two women in the picnic area under the leftfield stands at the old Comiskey Park in Chicago. The only thing that could rival that were the chicken tacos prepared in the rightfield concession stands. What could have been better than the 1978 South Side Hitmen and delicious food at a great baseball stadium?
STEPHEN COGIL, Southwest Harbor, Maine

I was disappointed that Montreal's great smoked meat sandwiches were not mentioned.
JACQUELINE EGAN, Northumberland, Pa.

I loved the article, even though you rated our Atlanta- Fulton County Stadium the worst. I am an Atlanta fan who thinks that as long as the hot dogs are digestible, the peanuts are edible and the beer is somewhat tasty, what more could you ask for at a baseball game?

The article brought back memories of my days as a vendor at the old Comiskey Park in Chicago and at Busch Stadium in St. Louis while I was going to school. Although the money was good—there were days when all I did was open bottles and pour beer as fast as I could—the best aspect was being a part of baseball and getting paid to be there.
LOUIS S. FREEDMAN, Lincolnshire, Ill.

I am disappointed with your lack of Major League Soccer coverage. I was even more distraught to find a dozen pages devoted to ballpark concession menus. Who would've thunk it: the sushi at Dodger Stadium getting more attention from your magazine than the Galaxy.

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