Platinum, schmatinum. The true test of a singer’s vocal gymnastics is an all-eyes-on-you rendering of ”The Star-Spangled Banner.” At the first Subway Series in 44 years, Mets and Yankees fans got earfuls of five acts. Who struck a chord — and who struck out?
Despite the I’m-just-gonna-grab-a-beer amble to the mike, Long Island’s own Captain Jack kicked off the series with a refreshingly low-key and on-key rendition.
Booming cheers notwithstanding, Mr. Big Shot didn’t crack a smile.
The ”fan favorite” has been a fixture at games for years — probably why Merrill reminded us of a tipsy relative at a wedding.
He sang the easier-on-the-cords ”America the Beautiful” and, uh, rearranged the lyrics.
Solid a cappella, but the nymph-voiced lads seemed genuinely unnerved by the raucous booing of hardened New Yawkers.
To take the edge off fans’ snickering, the camera angled around and settled on… a view up Joe Torre’s nose.
Looking like a Charlie’s Angels extra, the screechy Crow (who hung on to the mike for dear life) may have shattered the sound barrier with the highest pitches of the game.
Did she have to jump an octave in the home stretch? Ouch.
Sidestepping his more recognizable salsa-fied, sensual persona, Anthony gave an achingly gentle, beautifully soulful coda to the Series.
If you need to know, we’ve still got goose bumps.