"Scorecards! Programs! Twins-colored-baseball-themed-mardi-gras-style beaded necklace things!"
Those are words he lip-syncs while toting his wares up and down the aisles of the Metrdome. He's a professional, so he let's the products speak for themselves. He's selling baseball intelligence at three bucks a pop. And mardi gras beads.
He's a salesman, sure. But he's also a fan. He knows the best way to be a fan is to convert others to his ways, by spreading The Word. And mardi gras beads. He must spread the knowledge of the game, the faces and numbers of the players and the ads of the sponsors to all those beer soaked heathens. And mardi gras beads for the ladies.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Faces of the Metrodome: Scorecard Guy
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That dude's scary.
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Have you heard THE WORD?
B-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-Bird?
I believe it was Humphrey Bogar who once said, "Mardi Gras beads at a ballgame beats rost beef at the Ritz" Something like that, anyway.
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