And after some of my sports assertions, I’m sure many of you agree. That said, I’m still rubbing my eyes, pinching myself, thunking my noggin and trying to figure out a front page sports section story in today’s Kansas City Star.
Maybe you can help me with this one.
It’s about a friend of former Kansas City Royals star Willie Wilson buying him a new 1985 World Series ring to replace the one he had to sell when he went bankrupt in 2001.
Nevermind that the replica ring won’t have the intrinsic value of the real deal original, here’s the part I don’t get. Or do I?
And that’s that in spite of the fact that this lady’s website williewilsonbaseball.org has been soliciting money for however long to buy Wilson a new ring – and despite that the Star has a front page story today – they’re asking the public to help keep this a secret so they can surprise Wilson next month.
Would you mind re-reading that last sentence?
So somehow, we’re all being asked to 1) Believe Wilson has no clue about any of this new ring business and 2) If we help keep it a secret from him, they’ll be able to surprise him with the ring when they present it to him at the Negro Leagues Baseball Museum in September.
Are we to believe Wilson is dumber than a rock? Or that perhaps the brains behind this deal, Helen Mohr, believes readers of the Star are that naive? Or that the Star sports editors bought into this “surprise.”
Worse yet, freelancer Rob Wheat – the dude who fed this fairytale to the Star – is a self-described “national media placement specialist” affiliated with a company called Zebra Partners. A company that describes its mission as simple:
“We want to make a difference in your business. So we become your strategic partner, offering overall business counsel along with fully integrated marketing, public relations and social media programs.”
In other words, this cockamamie fable was effectively fed to the Star sports section by a PR firm.
Which isn’t so bad except for the fact that going along with it and plopping it on the front page of the sports section makes the Star look dumb for buying into the charade.
“Wilson in for happy surprise,” the headline reads.
This is really going to blow Wilson away when he – wink, wink – finds out.
I dunno, is it just me?