September 21, 2007
IF A WEAPON WAS MADE OF SPARERIBS, WOULD YOU EAT IT?
I KNOW I SURE WOULD. I'D ASK FOR SECONDS.
It's hard to belive that next year will mark the 10th anniversary of Chicago Cubs broadcaster Harry Caray's death.
As longtime fans of the Salad Bowl may remember, Harry is the genesis rock of what eventually became The Sombrero Project. For that, he will always hold a special place in our heart. For the better part of five years, I've let my OCD run rampant in pursuit of All Thing Sombrero, all because Harry took the time to point it out during a Cubs game. As the years have passed, I've infected my friends with that fascination. They've become my enablers, sharing with me all manner of things related to the Hat of All Hats.
Just last night, my friend Anna sent me a camera phone photo from California with this message:
Snapped with cell phone while breezing through an intersection. Poor, poor quality out the window while driving but can ya make it out? Far left in the shot?
It's a dancing human advertisement at the intersection wearing a sombrero.
Such is the dedication of my legion of friends that they remain ever vigilent for such sightings.
To honor the fact our hero has been at room temperature for almost a decade, we offer this humble patch of Harry Haiku and a video clip that shows his enduring legacy around the world.
Dead almost 10 years.
Boston won a World Series.
The Cubs? Not so much.
Somewhere in heaven,
It's closing time at the bar.
You're slurring, "F--- that."
You were a Cub fan,
And a Bud fan, but mostly
You were a Bud fan.
Ozzy Osbourne sang
"Take Me Out To The Ballgame."
Be glad you were dead.
One question, Harry:
Did you get a chance to look
At God's sombrero?
Posted by Jeff at September 21, 2007 09:18 AM | TrackBack