OK, I still haven’t caught up on my sleep yet, and my sides still hurt from laughing, but I thought I’d attempt to post before I fly off to Durham to work our minor league affliate, the Durham Bulls.
The All Star game was absolutely wonderful. I really haven’t laughed so hard in my life. People ask, "Laugh about what?" Dude, EVERYTHING! Multiple me by 26, and you have the MLB mascot All Star action. We invaded the Holiday Inn Express Southside, and they never knew what hit them. Missing shoes, missing signs, an appearance by the taco lady warriors, and Bernie Brewer sleeping in the elevator, it was chaos. Thanks for your hotel hospitality!!
On Sunday I jetted up to Pittsburg after our amazing win vs. The Yankees. I had a complete hour to take in Pittsburg before I was rushed off to PNC park to entertain at the futures and celebrity games. We were warned "No mascot is to go on the field at any time" but obviously they had never seen me. I hopped on the field and shook my groove thing to the amusement of all in attendance. I was out there for some time and was wondering if anyone had actually seen first baseman Rob Reiner run when I was politely asked to exit the field. I understand, I wouldn’t want to be in my shadow either.
After those games we went out on the town. Us MLB mascots took over the Tiki Lounge. Imagine all of the MLB mascots dancing the night away. It was good times.
The next morning I was up to work the All Star brunch. If there’s anything a Whatthefluffalus loves, it’s getting up at 7am after a night of dancing to work a breakfast. All I wanted was some FRENCH TOAST, but they only had waffles. Boo. Then it was off to the home run derby. We spent a wonderful 45 minutes in the tunnel waiting for our entrances. It was thrilling.
The next morning we had the mascot friendship tour. Our stellar bus driver showed that he had no need for things such as red lights, and less than promptly drove us to the wrong hospital. Once we got to the right hospital, Jolly Roger, the newest MLB mascot addition and friend of Pirate Parrot, quickly garnered the nickname of "Captain DeCap" after a head turning/rolling performance.
Geez, there’s so much more, but I really need to pack for Durham. I’ll recap later. See you in Durham if you’re there!
So three out of four vs. the Red Sox. NICE! As they said in Good Will Hunting, "How ’bout dem apples??" It was a great series to watch, and it’s always good to have an opportunity to make fun of the RemDawg.Serious RemDawg, from one dog to another, you have fleas. You should take care of that.
Didn’t win last night vs. the Yankees, but it was still a good game. Seo looked great and pitched a solid 7 innings.
Well this will be my last post before the All Star game. I’m leaving tomorrow for Pittsburg. People always ask "What do you do at the All Star game?" Well other than having a masssive mascot party, we do actually work. They have us at Fan Fest, lunches, dinners, the home run derby, just about everything. But for the actual All Star game, we just get to sit back and enjoy the game. How awesome is that? Pretty darn awesome!
I’ll talk to you later, and untill then here’s some All Star advice: NEVER swim in the hotel pool after Fred Bird’s been in it.
What a way to celebrate July 4th, by beating the Red Sox! Beat them twice in 2 days! How about Kazmir throwing a complete shut out yesterday?? I guess he was pumped after being named to the All Star game. I’m going to the all star game, but no one had to vote for me. When you’re as good as me, its an automatic invite. Yes I know all the MLB mascots get to go, but that doesn’t lessen my awesomeness at all.
Hope you all had a great 4th of July! See you at the ball park tomorrow! And the day after that, and the day after that, and the day after that….
Wow, I have done so much in these past few weeks. On June 16 I ventured up to the city of brotherly love to see the Rays make their first ever appearance in Citizen’s Bank park. As soon as I checked in to my hotel I was off on a mission… to find the best cheese steak in Philadelphia. Rumor had it that it was a place called Tony Luke’s. I have to agree! There’s nothing like a cheesesteak with real cheese Whiz in it.
After my nutritious meal it was off to the ball park. The Phanatic was a great host who gave me a behind the scenes tour of the park. I even got to see the legendary "bathtub of the Phanatic." You see, when they were building the new ball park they asked the green guy what he wanted in his room. He asked for a bathtub because Phoebe was tired of pulling giant green hairballs out of their tub at home. Personally I would have asked for a Jacuzzi with 24 carat gold faucets, a massage table, a Swedish masseuse who fed me Swedish fish, and no less than 5 flat screen TV’s…but that Phanatic, he’s a humble guy.
During the game we performed a fun little skit. During the start of he 5th inning, the Rays were ahead 7-0. As I got into position for the end of the 5th, the Phillies managed to put 3 runs on the board, but needles to say the Phillie Phans weren’t phappy right then. At the end of the 5th their announcer simply said "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the mascot of the Tampa Bay Devil Rays, Raymond."
I don’t know if you’ve ever been booed by 36,000 Phillies fans, but it’s something else. The sound guy played "Everybody Dance Now" so I proceeded to show those phans my sweet dance moves. The Phanatic was nowhere to be seen. He wanted me to marinate in the boos. At some point, he snuck up behind me, and gave my fur a mighty tug. Wouldn’t you know, it all came right off! I was left running around in my boxers. I’ll have to show you a picture. I’ll post it as soon as I get it.
After Philly I came back to our interleague series vs. the Diamondbacks. We swept them. Thanks for coming.
Then it was time for the Braves series. I was looking forward to this weekend because on Saturday night we had our Turn Back the Clock night. The Rays were decked out in 70′s styles "Tampa Tarpons" jerseys while the Braves wore these sassy baby blue uniforms.I wore my custom designed Lesiure Suit. How hot am I?
As if that all wasn’t enough, this past Monday I drove down to South Florida to visit my buddy Billy The Marlin. The Rays were playing our interstate rival, so I thought it would be a great time to talk to Billy and hear his great fish tales. He took me out to a great Cuban Restaurant for lunch. we both ordered the Picadillo. I don’t know exactly what "Picadillo" means, but I’m pretty sure it’s Spanish for "Yummy!" Don’t quote me on that Dora.
I hung out with Billy on Tuesday as well. We had a dance off and I again lost my fur (I’m so creative!) I took a few days off to rest. Starting today we have four games vs. the Red Sox and their wicked awesome fans. Then it’s three Yankees games. I hop on a jet plane and go to Pittsburgh right after the game Sunday to start the All Star Festivities. Right after the All Star game I’m heading down to Durham to visit our Triple A Bulls.
And you thought the life of a mascot was all fluff, bellies, and hot dogs. It’s hard work being this good looking! I’ll try to write reports during the Boston Series. I’ll definitely do updates during the All Star week. Until then…