IndyStar: The most traditional and iconic snack of baseball is being banned Wednesday from Victory Field. No peanuts. No Cracker Jack. No peanut M&Ms. No peanut anything will be sold at the Indianapolis Indians game. The peanut-free game is a first for the Indians, part of Peanut Allergy Awareness Night. “We’ve received calls from fans over the years about not being able to come to the ballpark due to peanut allergy,” said Jon Glesing, Indians senior marketing and communications manager. “Awareness for this is far from new in baseball, (but) we’re finally at a point we can coordinate an awareness night.”
Call me an asshole, call me ignorant, call me whatever your self-righteous heart desires. But this is silly. Taking away peanuts from baseball games? What’s next, no cotton candy? Might as well play with 6 players on the field while you’re at it. You cannot accommodate everyone, it’s just not possible. You build handicap ramps, you include calorie counts and ingredients on menus, you take every precaution you can to ensure your guests have a positive and safe game day experience. But bending over backwards for a few parents who wrote an angry email because their kids can’t enjoy a day at the ballpark just seems a bit excessive to me.
If you’re child has a serious peanut allergy, you have to be constantly taking safety measures to avoid any perilous situations. I have friends and close family members with legitimate peanut allergies. It’s gotta be tough, I absolutely sympathize for them. But in addition to asking questions, you need to eliminate the risk as much as possible. That means when you go somewhere, you might have to sit off to the side or in an isolated area to mitigate the danger. It’s no different than fat people having to booking plane tickets ahead of time so they can reserve a seat with extra leg room. Yes, it’s absolutely important to be respectful of the people around you, but the general public shouldn’t have to alter their snack selection for the small minority with peanut allergies.
Big corporations aim to be as diverse as possible, and baseball teams are no different. Obviously they cover the basics with events dedicated to Breast Cancer Awareness and the Armed Forces, but they get weird sometimes. They’ll honor anyone and everyone to create a silly gimmick to attract a handful of newcomers and pay homage to a specific group of people. Irish Heritage Night, for example, is a nice thing to do, but it just doesn’t do anything for me. It’s no sweat off the Mets’ back to put up a banner on the screen honoring the Irish heritage and let some step dancers on the field before the game. On one hand, I get it. On the other hand, it’s pretty pointless. ‘Bring Your Dog To The Ballpark Day’ is one of my personal favorites.
The only dogs that belong in the stadium are hotdogs. And peanuts. Peanuts belong there too.