Hobart :: Dispatches From The Treehouse: The Cutout Year
Last year, Tim and I bought cardboard cutouts of ourselves ($129 each, apparently for charity) that watched every Athletics game in the stadium that we could not. They sat in the fancy field level, tickets too good for our human selves. We watched for them on TV from exile. After inning and inning of careful self-obsession, we got to know the other cutouts too: Sunglasses Screamer, Giant Chihuahua, Section Mother, The Punisher, Young Joe; even the full-body mockup of Tom Hanks as a hotdog hawker, a neat A’s PR trick calling back to one of his earliest jobs when he was a kid from nearby C...