Wayward Wiener

As devoted readers know Uncle Bob is a big St.Louis Cardinals fan, spending many nights and afternoon's at the ole ball park. In fact Uncle Bob was headed to Spring Training when on the flight, this story caught Bob's eye...

Baseball fans who sit six rows behind the third-base dugout at Kansas City's Kauffman Stadium know there's a chance they might have to duck a
few foul balls from time to time.

But a Kansas man says it was a flying hot dog, not a baseball, that almost put
his eye out while watching a Royals game late last summer.

John Coomer filed a lawsuit against the Kansas City Royals earlier this month
seeking more than $25,000 for injuries he sustained Sept. 8 when he was smacked
in the eye with a hot dog chucked into the seats by the team's mascot,
Sluggerrr.

Coomer said the wayward wiener caused a detached retina and the development of
cataracts in his left eye, forcing him to undergo two eye surgeries. In his
lawsuit, Coomer claims he suffered permanent impairment of his vision and is at
a greater risk of future eye problems.

Royals director of media relations David Holtzman said the team does not
comment on pending litigation.

In his petition, filed Feb. 8 in Jackson County Circuit Court, Coomer says he
was attending a Royals game when Sluggerrr climbed on top of the third-base
dugout and started shooting hot dogs into the stands with an air gun.

The mascot then put down the air gun and began heaving hot dogs into the
stands, including one he threw behind his back, striking Coomer in the eye as
he sat six rows from the dugout.

In addition to seeking restitution for medical expenses, Coomer is seeking
damages for the team's failure to adequately train its mascot on the proper
method of throwing hot dogs.

Now there is plenty to laugh about in this story. And as Uncle Bob giggled about the words 'wayward wiener' in a news story, Mrs. Uncle Bob, said, "ok Ross". A reference to Uncle Bob's little buddy who is 6.

Uncle Bob's Take on this apparent wiener taking a wiener to the face and suing...

What are we coming to? I sue because my hot coffee is well, too hot? Can a hot dog tossed behind he back, even at point blank range cause this kind of trauma?

Had this been Uncle Bob caught in the path of a wayward wiener, Bob would have reacted like the real man he is. Uncle Bob would have picked his wiener up off the floor and demanded that Albert Pujols sign it. I would have then put the signed wiener on my shelf with the autographed balls of Tony LaRussa and Mark McGwire.

Oh, and there's nothing wrong with having a sense of humor of that of a 6-year old boy.