What could possibly be more American than watching playoff baseball in October? Using baseball to hawk merchandise, that's what. Here's a collection featuring the great American pastime. And by that I mean baseball, not advertising. Maybe. I've seen some strange wallpaper choices in my day, but the "Ghost of Bill Dickey" collection has to be the strangest. And it sure as hell can't be good for your appetite. And are those cantaloupes in that bowl of Grape-Rocks? (Post Grape-Nuts Flakes, 1956) Apparently Jim Britt is something of a broadcasting legend in the New England area, so I can't really bag on him for pitching cigarettes. It's just a neat old ad, and certainly the type of thing you wouldn't see today even without all the advertising restrictions placed on tobacco
For those of us in the good ol' U.S. of A, Independence Day celebration time is almost here (that's the 4th of July in case you're reading this from foreign shores). And that means that for those of us not spending the day looking for fingers blown off by illegal fireworks, it's cookout time! So invite your friends and family over (Except for your second cousin Fred. Holy crap, that guy's a boor.) and let's consume some charred flesh! First things first: let's fire up the grill! (Kingsford Match Light charcoal, 1981) Who's up for some hot diggity dogs??? (Armour Franks, 1956) Or maybe burgers are more your style? Don't forget the ketchup/catsup! (Hunt's Tomato Catsup, 1954) I don't know about you, but cleaning all those dirty glasses can be a real drag. So break out the p
Hey, I'm not going to judge Carson Palmer. It's quite possible he really loves John Morrell hot dogs -- so much so that for a few bucks he's willing to display said love and in the process add yet another element of subconscious homoerotocism to professional football. But the thing is, there are certain foods that it is impossible to consume without looking, well, odd. Although I have to admit the mustard in the shape of football laces is a classy touch.