Baltimore baseball hot dog shirt for game day, tailgates, the race, and everyone who's really at the ballpark for the food. Let's be honest. You didn't fight traffic on 395, pay $30 to park, and walk eight blocks in the heat because you care about the pitch count. You came for the hot dogs. You've always come for the hot dogs. The game is great. The hot dogs are why you're here.

There's something about a ballpark dog in Baltimore that just hits different. Maybe it's the mustard. Maybe it's the fact that you're eating it in the greatest stadium in America. Maybe it's because you told yourself you'd only have one and you're already on your third by the fifth inning, which is coincidentally the only inning you actually care about because that's when the real competition starts and you've had your pick since day one.

This is for every fan who checks the score second and checks the concession line first. The ones who time their bathroom break around the food run. The ones who have never once left a game hungry and have absolutely left a game not knowing who won. Baltimore forever. Hot dogs always.