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a 3-2 lead and Mad Bum getting loose I shook off my catcher and signaled brothy pork ramen from Dohatsuten on St Ants only 9 min walk from Fred hello Laura Stec dive bar preview. Terry now texts me to join me. Meanwhile Tif slides me a ooh-mamma/ DUDE! bowl and snapped or tapped this semi sefry.
Bonus points if someone saves me from searching Giants Nippon bullpennsensi circa 1965. Wanna say Mayoni Matsumoto
edit to add: try masanori murakami

and 1: leah garchik had something about ad man Bob Gardner thinking of himself as Madison Bobgardner which made me want to ring her about my visit with legendary ad man Dan Mountain this July in Venice, CA and watching with him in his home a few innings of Clayton Kershaw and the Dodgers on tv. The year I entered the ad game, 1988 Dan won the Howard Gossage Award as top copywriter in SF and therefore the world. That same year I gave Jeff Goodby a mock award, the Goose Gossage Award: a 1975 Topps card of the ChiSox hurler, mounted and with handwritten copy “Trapped in this plastic sheath I empathize with the unemployed junior copywriters of the world”. By 1992, like Mark Fidrych, and Sid Finch, I was a flash in the pan in SF ad circles and drifted back to the peninsula, eventually opting to go Earthwise.
