Showing posts with label Mickey Mantle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mickey Mantle. Show all posts

2008/04/16

Not Newsworthy But... Pt 3

These Things Come In Threes

As idiotic as it is, there's this story here about a man who is a dead-ringer for the late Mickey Mantle. Yep, that's the guy in the picture above - apart from his mild resemblance, it's not like he can demonstrate hitting prowess - there is nothing remarkable about the man. Nope, it's definitely not newsworthy, however it seems to be the theme of the week so I'm blogging it.
Don Brown, a 63-year-old Mantle impersonator from upstate New York, tells people to relax.

“People take pictures of me on the interstate with their cell phones, and there was a lady who rear-ended someone else with her car because she was looking at me,” Brown said. “I had a lady come up to me just shaking. She said she thought she had seen a ghost.”

Brown said he uses his uncanny likeness to the Hall of Famer to raise awareness for his true passion: organ donation. He was at Integris Baptist Regional Health Center in Miami, Okla., on Tuesday to promote April as Organ Donation Awareness Month. He will make a brief stop in Joplin today at the Elks Lodge, 1802 W. 26th St.

Brown got involved in organ donation about the same time he realized his likeness to Mantle.

“For years I was a salesman for Reader’s Digest, and one time in the mid-1980s I stopped into this bar outside of Cooperstown, N.Y.,” Brown said. “I was dressed like a salesman, in a suit, and had a ring on my hand that looked very much like Mantle’s 1956 World Series ring. These two guys at the end of the bar kept looking at me, and finally one them said, ‘I know who you are. You’re Mickey Mantle. Welcome.’”

Around that same time, Brown’s brother, Ed, needed a kidney transplant. Brown insisted on donating one his own kidneys, but his brother died before the surgery. After that, Brown got involved in Mantle’s organ donation foundation.

Now, Brown travels around the United States in a 2004 Thunderbird with a custom pinstripe paint job and a Yankee logo on the hood, and Mantle’s No. 7 painted on the back. He attends National Baseball Hall of Fame and Mantle events, and visits organ donors and recipients in hospitals.

“I’m not licensed by the MLB (Major League Baseball), and I don’t sign any autographs as Mickey,” he said. “I’m not Mickey Mantle. I just raise awareness, and that’s what looking like Mickey does. It just brings a greater awareness.”
Like I need to know what it might be like to look like Mickey Mantle. Wouldn't be the worst thing to happen to a guy. No story yet on if Don made it with Doris Day as well.

There was that dude in the documentary 'Sherman's March' who is a dead ringer for Burt Reynolds in his peak years. When he's asked by the director if he scores a lot, he responds "Oh yeah, sure I do." It's one of the highlights of that film.

2008/04/10

Not Newsworthy But...

The Mick And The Girl Next Door
This was in some press today.
Singer/actress DORIS DAY once embarked on a whirlwind affair with late American baseball player MICKEY MANTLE, according to an upcoming book.
American author David Kaufman clams in his tell-all tome Doris Day: The Untold Story of the Girl Next Door that Day met Mantle on the set of 1962 movie That Touch of Mink.
He writes, "A notorious womaniser, Mantle boasted to friends that not only had he slept with Day at his regular suite in New York's St. Moritz Hotel, but that she was 'one of the best f**ks of his life.'"
However, a spokeswoman for Day has refused to comment on the reports.
Ms. Day is still alive, too. Anyway, it inspired a thread over at BTF. It makes for pretty funny reading.

This picture of course is the alleged 'moment of seduction', caught on film. There she is, perched right next to a bored looking Mick.
Hilarious. I think the story holds fascination in the same way that Joe Dimaggio married Marylin Monroe, except there's something incredibly cheesey about the combo of Doris and Mick.
Yet deep inside of us all, we'd all like to be Mickey Mantle giving it to Doris Day.

Gotta go off to work now.

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