Lust on a bun

Today is the home opener for UVA Baseball.  Who cares? Well me, let me tell you.  This would normally start my 3-4 times per week of...well...eating just a little hot dog in some tin foil in addition to everything else I'd eat in a normal day. -But at the ballpark it's a Hoo Dog.  And for some reason that makes it different.  So here I sit lusting after a shriveled up log of what we think of as meat on a slightly soggy bun that is gone in 2-3 bites on a good day.  At any other place during any other time of the year I would never touch it. But it's Baseball season.  And I'm lusting after it.  What's to keep me from inhaling 1 or 4?

Yeah..so...this