You Want Me To Sign Where?
One of the most amusing moments of the 2009 season was the June night in Indianapolis where your humble PawSox radio announcers Hoard and Hyder were approached by a fan who wanted us to autograph our picture from a McCoy Stadium game program.
The timing was perfect because as we were signing, Jeff Natale and Chip Ambres happened to walk by.
Natale said, “You’ve got to be kidding me,” while Ambres said; “Now I’ve seen everything.”
Not by a long shot Chip.
On New Year’s Eve, I had the opportunity to serve as master of ceremonies at a University of Cincinnati pep rally in New Orleans on the day before the Sugar Bowl.
I have no idea how many people were there, but there had to be several thousand. I felt like Bruce Springsteen on the stage – without the talent or wealth, of course.
Which leads me this: The photo that I should keep in my wallet in case any of the PawSox players give Hyder or me a hard time if we’re spotted signing autographs again.
That’s right; I signed a dude’s head.
It’s actually the second year in a row that Cincinnati fan Bud Westendorf has asked me to autograph the top of his dome before a Bearcat bowl game. He said it was for good luck, but after back-to-back losses in the Orange and Sugar bowls, my signature hasn’t exactly been a four-leaf clover.
Still, Bud has already requested another cranial autograph at next year’s bowl game.
I wonder what Natale or Ambres would say about that?