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Sally Swift

Sally Swift
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Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, USA
Birthday
June 14
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VP, Repartee
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sally: a journey, a venture, an expression of feeling, an outburst, a quip, a wisecrack ... me

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APRIL 19, 2010 4:33PM

My Intimate Moments With A HUGE Sports Star, Was It Tiger?

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"There's no damn business like show business -- you have to smile to keep from throwing up." Billie Holiday

He's as big as it gets. Bigger than George Clooney. The Boss. Madonna. Bigger even than Barney. Letterman mocked him in a monologue, so you know he's important (video below). Yesterday was his birthday.

Close to 45 thousand fans attended the party. Oh yeah, he's that big.

There was a magic show at the birthday party. It brought back memories of a magic night we spent together long ago... just me and my favorite sports star...

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"...the Phillie Phanatic remains ... one of the country’s most-recognized mascots."
The New York Times

What? He is BIG. And famous. I've shared stories of personal encounters with everyone from Ozzy to Britney to Dylan to the Rat Pack and more (look at my links on the left), you think I don't have a Phillie Phanatic story? Oh ye of little faith.

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For any Philistines wondering who the Phillie Phanatic is, the New York Times also says,

"...the Phillie Phanatic ... helped sports marketers realize that a mascot could be ... an attraction in itself. Most colleges and professional teams have since adopted costumed mascots to patrol the stands and make community appearances."

And that's exactly how I came to hook up with the Phillie Phanatic. A photo of us, close together, is below. First, read the story of our intimate encounter. 

Grand Opening, Where's the Phanatic?
In 1982 I had a new job heading up PR for a Philly ad agency. We had to help our big client, a home improvement store chain, launch three new stores in the Philadelphia area suburbs.

A no brainer in Philly. If you want to bring out a crowd, hire the Mummers and the Philly Phanatic. The band showed up on time and strummed away as customers waited for the main attraction -- who was late.

No cell phones back then, it was all about worry and wait.

Finally staffers told me the Phanatic had arrived. I ran outside to find an apologetic, disheveled guy in the familiar bright green Phanatic costume, holding the giant headpiece.

It was Dave Raymond, the creator and original Phillie Phanatic for over 15 years. He'd gotten lost. And also, he admitted he wasn't feeling well.

Dave was in fact pale, sweating and looking greener than his famous costume. I brought him in the back door to the staff lounge, got him a Coke, some Tylenol and a damp cloth for his face.

Then I went back out into the store to ramp up the Mummers and announce that the Phanatic was in the building.


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 Me with a Mummers band, trying to appear calm.

Here It Comes....
We waited some more. The crowd grew more restless. I was beginning to sweat myself. Suddenly someone came running and pulled me into the lounge.

"Where's the Phanatic?" I asked frantically. "We're going to lose the crowd."

The answer still rings in my memory after all these years. You'd remember it too.

"The crowd can wait," said the staffer, dropping a bomb of a punchline... "The Philly Phanatic is tossing his cookies all over the men's room."

Okay. Well. A unique PR challenge. I had to be up for it. Sure enough, I found poor Dave kneeling on the bathroom floor worshipping the porcelain goddess.

My college frat party training kicked into gear. I gamely held his head until he finished. Then I helped him clean up the costume. Then I had to change my own clothes completely.

We chatted as he calmed down. Shared embarrassing stories. Bonded over our love for the Phillies and nature's bad timing.

Dave seemed low key. Soft voice, pleasant, almost shy. The last person you'd expect to pull off the outrageous Phanatic antics. (I found out he's livelier when not booting in front of clients).

The Phanatic and Me
He's also a trooper. That night, cookies off-loaded, costume restored, weak but determined, Dave put on the headpiece and headed into the crowd in full Phanatic mode.

He gave a stellar performance. They ate it up (oh, sorry), especially the frequent hugs he bestowed on me.

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Phillie Phanatic hugging me as I tried to call out Phillies ticket winners

Obviously Dave was trying to show his gratitude. But all these years later, I feel free to admit that every time he gave me another hug, I was treated to a ripe reminder of our intimate time together.

And I learned, up close and personal, that no matter what comes up, so to speak, in sports as in show biz, the Show Must Go On.

I saw Dave a couple of times after that. But eventually we lost touch.

Still, we'll always have ... the men's room.



Hey, Letterman, I Knew the Phillie Phanatic. You, Sir Are No Phillie Phanatic

 




VH1 Interview with Dave Raymond and the Phanatic

 
 
 

 

 
 

 

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I still get all tingly when I see green fur...
If you still get tingly when you see green fur, that speaks of love . . . serious love. Wait . . . what kind of tingly?
Owl, come to think of it, the feeling is closer to, well, nausea..
so the rumors are true!
Sigh. It ain't easy being green. At least his name wasn't Raaaaalph.
Hey, Sal, maybe you could be a substitute Phanatic as your next career. I mean, just in case the real one has another case of, um, sharing intimate moments.
I love too up close and personal stories such as this one. I've never seen the Phillie Phanatic, but he's definitely a part of baseball lorem right along with Max Patkin the Clpwn Prince of Baseball. Loved that Dave Letterman video. What a memory! The Phillie Phanatic biting chunks out of a porcelain bowl.
Steve, I can confirm the rumors are true.

B1, I can't believe I didn't think of "it's not easy being green"!

Judy, oh sister of mine, you know better than most that it had to be love for me to muck around in vomit.

HenryR, I can even tell you he'd had pizza for dinner... heh
I can't say a word. You're still doing better than me.
You do get around, gal, but you're not the only one. I have seen Big Bird lose his head. Now let me tell you how I spent one summer in a gorilla costume.
I shouldn't admit this as a diehard Mets fan, but the Phanatic is great.
You are hysterical...
Fay, give it up, who are yours?

Tom, you in a gorilla costume? I'd pay money to see that!

Cranky, I feel your pain and appreciate your appreciation.

Mary, what can I say? I get the best gigs...

JUDY, I'm honored to be on the cover, but I can't believe you did it too.... gave away my punchline in the headline. ZERRY!! THOMAS!!
So which is sexier green fur or purple?
You made me think about wet barf in long green fake fur, and it's almost dinner time! (rated anyway, for your own remarkable stomach)
Lea, green fur --when dry-- is definitely sexier.

greenheron, sorry for hitting you at dinnertime. But you know what they say, "That's showbiz!"
I'm seeing a pattern here with vomit and celebrities....enjoyed it anyway.
jane, that's exactly how I felt.

sophieh, who else threw up on me? Or, you?
You threw up on Dan Rather. Right?
A brighter star was never conceived.
VERY good story!

I shared a stage with the San Diego Chicken...but that's all fortunately. I don't know who or what was underneath, but some things were best left to the imagination!

R
So glad all those years in college paid off. Ha!
Sheila, the Chicken and the Phanatic started it all! We are sisters in fur. ;)

Ah, Arianna, how phony you look tonight.

jimmymac, college and grad school very necessary to celebrity story-telling.
Sally, one time he stole my handbag and danced on the top of the dug out with it pulling out stuff and holding it up, how embarrassing but he have me beat with the vomit! cute story...
sophieh! I didn't see you hidden amidst those pesky ads. You are so right, I did Dan Rather the great service of giving him my cookies.
Rita, you snuck in there too, damn spammers make me miss seeing mah peeps. I bet everybody around you was jealous. Dave was such a nice guy, the one they have now's doing a good job too. Kids love him. So do I.
It's always fun to get a behind-the-scenes peek at big stars ;-) .
Great story, Sally. Thanks for the chuckles.
This all kinds of awesome! Rock on, Sally!

-R-
I know I am not the only person who reads things incorrectly at first glance, so I am not TOO ashamed to admit that when I read the title of this post, I thought it said My most intimate moment with a HUGE Sports Bra.

I was afraid. :-)
mginmn and LadyM, glad you enjoyed.

Natalie, I've had my share of moments with huge sports bras, but that's a post Denise Montgomery wrote a long time ago. Oh, and so did I! Be afraid of bouncing DD's.
Thank you Sally, this is a great story!
Joe, always happy to entertain.
Great story. What a trooper!

(But you had a change of clothes handy???? That's being prepared!)
Great story. What a trooper!

(But you had a change of clothes handy???? That's being prepared!)
love your narrative
I think, in this particular instance, for Dave it WAS easy being green. Inside the suit AND outside it.

Rated. *Hurk*
Swifty,
Could you get lime(green) disease from being bitten by a PhanaTIC?
Pilgrim, in the Mummer pic you can see I was dressed as a working girl, always kept jeans, etc. in my car. Good thing, that day.

ahmediatv, thanks and welcome!

Bill, I so found out there are Many shades of green...

XJS, I can't remember for sure, but I *think* I got sick the next day. Phillies Phever?
This gives Being Green a new meaning. Way to go for being such troopers (both you and the Phanatic!)
You know I think I've been to one Phillies game since I've lived here. Imagine that.
Lisa, hope you didn't faint at the vomit part of the story. Bet Evan would like this one.

TeenD, I don't go to many games because I scream and carry on so much I'd be thrown out.
These pictures were great, and a wonderful, eh, intimate story. Rated.
Pfft. The green dude can't hold a candle to Jazz Bear.
man this is really cool...my grandparents lived in philly for a while...after the Ukraine (they kind of had to leave there in a rush...there was some trouble in the 30's and 40's in europe...dont know if you heard about it) but anyway...nice.
What Phantastic Photos! (Did someone else make that joke yet? I hope not.)

But really, you with the Mummers? That's so awesome. I'd have that hanging in my living room. God, I used to get SO drunk at Mummers parades. I just remember freezing and having to pee and being really drunk.

Wonderful piece celebrating a special green fuzzy guy!
Sheila, there's intimate and then there's intimate. Um, I have no idea what that means.

Cap'n, no Phanatic dissin allowed here!

Jesse, let me think, trouble in the 30's and 40's in Europe... hmm. Glad your grandparents made it to Philly.

Beth, you are the one and only to say "Phantastic Photos!" See the wall of photos in my banner? That's my 'Black and White' wall in my house. Phanatic and Mummers pics are there along with some of the Others I Have Known.

I just remembered, the pics are b/w because taken by newspaper photog... Phanatic and I were in the Inqurier!
That doesn't look like displeasure on your face to me Ms. Sally.
P.S. Makes you wonder why no one came up with Febreeze sooner doesn't it?