Selfie Stick Guy makes his way down.
If you’re looking for any analysis of the putrefaction of a game we just sat through, you can forget it. While I had planned to make this just a wacky little footnote to a post with a title along the lines of “Manicures Optional: Cubs Win Nail-Biter in St. Louis,” I’m actively trying to forget the game.
One image I can’t seem to get out of my mind — well, other than Rizzo’s wrist getting jammed or of Cardinal hitters continuing to drive in late runs — was of the dude in the flowing beard sprinting down the aisle with a giant selfie stick while two of the classiest fans in the sport ran around the field.