Bottom line: No one runs the concessions at Dodger Stadium, L.A.'s most popular restaurant.
This is Frank McCourt's parting gift to you, a long-term contract with a concessionaire that consistently underperforms.
One day, I will open a ballpark cooking school, the Dodgers Institute of Culinary Excellence.
Or Le Cordon Think Blue.
Dodger Stadium wish list:
• Charging stations for cellphones.
• Occasional video board diagrams showing the shortest food lines.
• A postgame club on the top deck, with L.A's best view of downtown.
Meanwhile, there's a lion on the loose at L.A. Live, where the Kings are marking the playoffs by sending their mascot, Bailey, on a four-day camp-out near the Starbucks.
Why a lion? He's king of the jungle. Lousy conversationalist, but he keeps the rats away.
So far, lice don't seem to be a problem during the long camp-out, and there was hardly a tick in sight about 9 p.m. the other night as Bailey played miniature golf or tailgate games with a dozen fans at the all-night campsite.
A fake campfire glowed, and a couple of couches faced a big screen under the RV awning, where sports movies played. The lion's den started Saturday and ran through midweek, but there is a chance of extending.
"We'll stay through the Stanley Cup, if they want us to," said lion tamer/handler Tim Smith.
You know, Tim, it's already a zoo down there.