The biggest changes I've seen in my decades of stadium dining is the emergence of chain establishments. I figured I'd have to give one a chance.
Papa John's pizza wasn't bad. A 6-inch personal sized pepperoni pie near the cheap seats had just enough sauce and cheese to say they were there but without making a mess when I pulled a slice from my mouth as I turned quickly to see what the commotion was all about -- the Mariners diging their way out of 3-0 deficit. That outnumbered the slices of pepperoni on every piece of the $5.75 pie.