Monday, April 11, 2011

An Ode to the Mascot


The mascot. It's a staple of just about every sports game we attend. They dance. They fall down. They throw things into the crowd. Sometimes they even get knocked the fuck out by Randall Simon. When we're young, the mascot is an amusing bit of comic relief that helps keep our snap-of-your-fingers attention span attentive during the down time of games. As adults, they typically become a point of drunken heckling and buffoonery. They typically become an afterthought to the actual game itself, a type of white noise to play in the background between innings or at halftime. That is, unless the guy in the video above is performing at the game you attend. Then it's a whole different ball game. This guy has taken the profession of being a mascot and transformed it into an art form. Go ahead, giant Globe Head Man. Keep doing what you do. You are a champion of your craft.

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