Just some basic marketing and community stuff. Was a fun side gig as I had some extra time. Job disappeared when the affiliation switched to the Ducks.
Ok, so I’ll preface this by saying that I’m generally a mature, fairly ducks in a row person but this story isn’t one of my bright spots…
So it was the playoffs and the Blues were playing the Sharks. I lived in Des Moines and my brother lived in Seattle but was in STL at the time so we decided to go to a game together since we pretty much never can. I leave work early and drive down there still in my business clothes. Great game. Blues won. It was the game Halak got hurt by Jackman sliding into him.
The plan after the game was to go to OB Clark’s. I had parked over near union station but as I headed to my car, I found I had entered the wrong parking lot and the one I needed was across the street. I could go around or I could hop this little waist high fence. I decide to hop the fence.
What I failed to notice was that the top bar was all rusted and broken at the ends. I hop the fence and on my way over, the bar gives and the top of the chain link punctures the top of my hand. I pull it out but it’s a pretty big hole. I go into Maggie O’Briens and clean up with some paper towels. Call my bro and say we need to go to ER and not OBs.
It then occurs to me it’s not really bleeding
that bad. I mean, I’m definitely going to need some stitches but this was our one night together in STL so I call him back and say let’s go to OBs
and then the ER. So we go, get beers, toasted ravs etc.
Then Krebs, Hull, Chaser, Hamm etc come in and put a few tables together right next to us. We ordered more ravs and as they came to the table I guess Krebs thought they were going to him? He made some sort of quip (jokingly) about how these guys already had ravs and he was still waiting on his. I made some comment and then asked him about Halak’s injury and we ended up pulling up a chair and chatting a while. My gf at the time was a huge Mad Men fan so I knew I had to try to get a pic with Hamm and eventually asked him. He was super cool about it.
I should mention I was keeping my bloody right hand in my pocket or at least closed with a paper towel stuffed in my palm the whole time. After the pic, Hamm went to shake my hand and then saw this bloody hand and gave me this look of disgust. Shortly after that we went back to our table, finished our beers before heading to the ER. BUT before we left, Hamm went to the bathroom and I happened to notice a red dot on the back of his shoulder. W/o thinking, I put my right hand on his shoulder for the pic.
So…yeah, that’s how I got blood on Jon Hamm.
Perhaps the best part of the story is that later in the ER, my brother is flipping through the pics on his phone and the guy next to us starts talking about David Freese and all these other Cardinals players we met. We’re like, who? Where? That’s apparently who the rest of the party was that my brother and I didn’t even recognize. I’m a decent Cards fan and knew who the players were but I guess that night proved that unless they’re wearing a jersey with their last name on the back, I won’t recognize them.
Anyway, that’s my story.