By Allen Moff | Staff Writer
Among the top entries on an ever-growing list of things I never imagined would happen to me in my lifetime is having my picture on the back of a bus.
Record-Courier sports editor Tom Nader told me several months ago that the R-C and PARTA had reached some sort of advertising agreement that would include having my picture on PARTA buses making their way around the area as a promotion of some sort.
I kind of shrugged it off at the time, and several months went by before the first sighting. I had honestly forgotten about it completely when a friend approached me with a quizzical look on his face and presented me with some startling news.
“Hey man, I just saw your picture on the back of a bus!”
My mind quickly raced: “Huh? Oh yeah! Oh boy ...”
Since that day there have been a steady flow of sightings, reported to me with those same quizzical looks — and typically with a chuckle as well.
I had never seen it with my own eyes until just last week, when I was shuttled from the parking lot on Allerton Street to Schoonover Stadium for Kent State’s baseball game against Akron. There I was, mammoth forehead and all, on the very bus I was about to ride.
Very strange to see your own face on the back of a bus. Strange ... surreal ... creepy.
While I’m far from certain that plastering my mug on the back of buses will help us sell newspapers, it certainly has given my friends and co-workers something to laugh at me about. Not like they needed it.