Kane County Cougars Wookiee jersey.
On August 30 the Kane County Cougars, the Chicago Cubs Class A affliate, will go with the Wookiee look on its second “Star Wars” Night of the year.
Between now and then the Cougars are also holding a Superhero night on July 25, and a Harry Potter Night on August 1 – including a Golden Snitch Giveaway to the first 1,500 fans under 15. Curiously, Harry Potter Night is also “Peanut Free Night” —
No peanuts or products with peanuts will be allowed into the stadium so that our friends with peanut allergies can enjoy a baseball game!
I guess that’s one night they’ll skip singing “Take Me Out To The Ballgame” (or at least the line “Buy me some peanuts and Cracker Jack…”)
Lots of other clubs are having sf/fantasy/comics promotions this season. Here are a couple more examples of team jerseys fans have seen the players wearing.
Durham Bulls R2-D2 theme jersey
Fresno Grizzlies Teenage Ninja Mutant Turtle jersey.
[Thanks to Rich Lynch for the story.]
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The Cougars play down the street from the place where I attend a regular fannish dinner gathering. Never expected to see them mentioned here!
They are also the nearest professional baseball team to Fermi National Accelerator Laboratory. I wonder whether they’ve ever had a Neutrino Night…
I think it would’ve been fun to wear a Charlie Brown t-shirt (you know, yellow with a black zigzag across the middle, or, in heraldry-speak for SCA types, “or, a fess dancetty sable”) to the Peanut-Free Night, just to be contrary. I wonder if they ever have a Free Peanuts Night.
A week or so ago, the White Sox had a “free poncho” night, on which attending fans were given white hooded ponchos with Pale-Hose markings. As it happened, there was a shower at Comiskey Park (as I obstinately continue to call it) that evening, so most of the fans got out their gifts and put them on. An ordinary spud (a commentator) noted that the stands looked like a KKK gathering, and pictures of the fans in their ponchos, so described, went viral on the Internet. I thought the fans in their ponchos looked more like the devotees of Thulsa Doom in the first of Schwarzenegger’s “Conan the Barbarian” movies. The only time I’ve ever been to a Major League ball game was in Wrigley Field, on a chilly, cloudy day with occasional showers. I had looked at the weather map, seen a cold front stalled between Springfield, where it was hot and fair, and Chicago, and had had the forethought to bring my old military surplus olive-green poncho with me, and a sweater and jacket, so I was comfortable and cozy–unlike one of my friends at the game, who had worn just a t-shirt and shorts, and nearly froze, as he said. (I took pity on him and lent him a sweater, so he managed.)