One of the three racing hot dogs who sprint from the left-field wall to home plate after the top of fifth inning says he still has a shot to win it all.
Ketchup — not his real name — told The Brooklyn Paper that he intends to battle his fellow franks Relish and Mustard until all the crumbs are counted.
Going into the Sept. 5 race, Relish has won 10 contests to Mustard’s 9 and Ketchup’s 7.
“Being an athlete is about never giving up,” the last-place dog said about the indognity (sic) of being the hind hound, his words translated by a hot dog whisperer.
“Sure I’m in last place — they’ve tricked and tripped me all year, but I can still catch up. In fact, that’s my name — Ketchup. So if Relish and Mustard dog it in the final races, I can still win.
“Every dog has his day!”
But at least one fan felt that Ketchup had bitten off more than he could chew.
“I like Ketchup — he’s a good dog,” said the fan, who admitted to preferring Mustard, as well as mustard. “But he’s a bit of a clown out there. That Relish — man, has he turned it around this year! He’s unstoppable.”
