The Fifth Hour: The Day an Egg McMuffin Owned Mr. Met
Benny cracks open the Fifth Hour vault for a never-before-told tale from a sultry afternoon at Shea Stadium, when an Egg McMuffin somehow owned Mr. Met and brought the usual pregame schmoozing to a screeching halt. It’s one of those wonderfully ridiculous “you had to be there” baseball stories, preserved in Benny’s memory for nearly three decades. From there, Ben reacts to the latest gold rush for the Hamburglar, who apparently has upgraded his criminal enterprise and graduated from swiping ordinary burgers. Then it’s off to the hodgepodge, where no useful…
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