IRVING, Texas - A Dallas Cowboys sideline icon for nearly 44 years, Crazy Ray, the team's unofficial mascot since the third season back at the Cotton Bowl who endeared himself to millions of fans with his support of the Cowboys, died at his home Saturday morning.
Maybe not blowing his money on season tickets could have helped. Maybe spending Sundays with the kids?Tom In VA wrote:Might have bought him more time or at least not left his remaining family in as much of a financial bind.
http://www.savecrazyray.com/articles.asp?id=297Mattie, Ray’s beloved wife of over 50 years, worked and eventually retired from DART as a bus driver. She said “someone had to hold a steady job while he was entertaining”. Between the football games and in off season, Ray always tried to work at conferences, parties and he performed at many charity events.
The biggest hit on their income and finances came when their only child began using them to support a drug habit. She would purchase things in their name – then hock them to buy drugs. Despite their pleas for her to get help, she took Ray and Mattie down with her. She convinced Ray and Mattie to file bankruptcy telling them that “everything would turn out fine”. Matters couldn’t have gotten any worse when their daughter was found dead from an overdose.
BSmack wrote:Maybe not blowing his money on season tickets could have helped. Maybe spending Sundays with the kids?Tom In VA wrote:Might have bought him more time or at least not left his remaining family in as much of a financial bind.
http://www.savecrazyray.com/articles.asp?id=297Mattie, Ray’s beloved wife of over 50 years, worked and eventually retired from DART as a bus driver. She said “someone had to hold a steady job while he was entertaining”. Between the football games and in off season, Ray always tried to work at conferences, parties and he performed at many charity events.
I'm all for being a fan. But if you don't have the money, don't go to the fucking games. I don't care if you are "Crazy Ray".
I am. And I'm trying real hard to be the shepherd.Tom In VA wrote:Then you would be on the mvscal side of the issue.BSmack wrote:I'm all for being a fan. But if you don't have the money, don't go to the fucking games. I don't care if you are "Crazy Ray".
Tell me, are you a Christian?
From http://dallascowboys.com/news.cfm?id=85 ... 3D4BF5002D which is the news story of his public memorial service.Tom In VA wrote:Fucking A man. You know, I'm getting to be an old fucking fart.
He was an establishment of his own and the "rivalry" wouldn't have been the same without him and Chief Zee Williams (also in poor health apparently) and their pretend fights.
RIP Crazy Ray.
mvscal wrote:Then you are a fucking fool. Straight up. Obama is the dumbest motherfucker who has ever run for President.PSUFAN wrote:Seriously - I think we need a different approach - strong, intelligent, principled, and fresh. Obama seems to fit the bill for me best at this point.
SEATTLE (AP) - Bill Scott, who entertained Seattle sports crowds as "Bill the Beerman" and later worked as a professional cheerleader and superfan across the country, has died of cancer, his wife said Tuesday.
Scott, 58, died Sunday after battling colon cancer for more than five years, wife Katherine Olason said.
"He had the most incredible enthusiasm I've ever seen in a human being," Olason said. "He did not give up."
Scott became a Seattle sports fixture in the days when the drab, departed Kingdome hosted the deafening crowds of fans supporting the NFL's Seahawks.
As a beer vendor, Scott's booming voice would both coax customers and encourage fans to cheer. "Freeze your teeth, and give your tongue a sleigh ride," was among his memorable sales pitches.
"He had conditioned his voice to take that pounding," friend Ken Wilson told The Seattle Times. "He could scream through a whole game and then sound just normal."
In the 1980s, Scott dropped the beer tray and took up cheerleading for a living, although he had a different name for the job: "synergy facilitation."
Whatever you called it, Scott's raucous personality made him a fixture at sporting events and something of a local celebrity.
"There were (thousands of) people who went to football games who felt like they knew Bill personally," friend Chuck Meyer told the Seattle Post-Intelligencer. "He talked to everyone, made them feel very important. Kids would go, 'Wow! My dad knows Bill the Beerman!"'
Scott was later imported to work the crowd for the NBA's Portland Trailblazers, and the Boise Hawks, a minor-league baseball franchise.
He eventually branched out, working across the country for the NFL's Indianapolis Colts, the Continental Basketball Association and other minor-league baseball parks.
"He led a life nobody could say was dull," Meyer said.
Scott was diagnosed with colon cancer in 2001. At the time, doctors gave Scott two months to a year to live, Olason said.
But he lived long enough to rally Seahawks fans one last time, raising a team flag at Qwest Field on Dec. 14.
"It kind of put him at peace with that era of his life," said a son, Jason Scott.
