Giant President Heads Invade Inner Harbor
My only regret about today's scheduled Inner Harbor Invasion by Screech, the Giant Racing Presidents and the Nat Pack--in which the invaders promised to hand out Nats promotional material to unsuspecting Baltimoreans--was the scheduled time of 11:30-12:30. I figure the chances of Giant Abe being beheaded by a giant racing alcohol-fueled belligerant Baltimore fan--or treating him like this Red Sox fan, anyhow--would have been much greater at, say, 5:30. Or 4:30. Or, frankly, 3:30. Or even 2:30. Maybe 1:30.
Regardless, 11:30 was probably plenty late enough for Giant Abe to be pelted in his Giant Head with Giant Rotten Tomatoes flying out of some Giant Upper Story Office in the Warehouse. Giant Abe certainly might have lived in infamy had he managed to dance in playful jeering circles around Giant Peter Angelos this afternoon. Anxiously awaiting the photos....
Marc Fisher sees this as a franchise-v.-franchise expedition:
Yay to the Washington Nationals for finally taking a return shot against the Baltimore Orioles. While the O's continue to do everything they can think of to diss the newcomer franchise, the Nats have played it polite and friendly up until now. But with the two teams playing in Baltimore this weekend, the Nats have sent the racing presidents, their Screech mascot and the Nat Pack (those overly friendly, annoyingly cute human mascots who roam the stadium making everyone feel a bit cheesy) to wander Baltimore's Inner Harbor distributing Nats promotional wares. Nice move--happening even as we type.
Oh, and to recap: Our NBA team's feud involves Jay-Z and Soulja Boy; our MLB team's feuds involve softball-style cheers and giant plush presidential likenesses.
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