Class will tell
/I’m not sure this will solve the problem of unruly drunks; I was once given great, expensive box seats to a Mets game by my boss and I attended with another friend and my then 8-year-old son John, who was a huge fan of Gary Carter. The group of drunk, “first-class” men in the next box were beyond obscene and foul. John was scared, my friend and I were disgusted, so we left before the seventh-inning stretch. I haven’t attended a ballgame since.