Last night at the Yanks-Sox tilt, Boston Globe scribe Dan Shaughnessy was sitting four rows behind me out in the right field mezzanine. I knew it was him because (1) nobody else wears a perm with such confidence and (2) the Globe is going tits up so they can't afford to put him in the press box no more. He still pooped out a semi-recycled column about the Yanks-Sox rivalry, but the fans in my section left him alone, most likely because he's relatively anonymous if you're not from Boston or have never read the Sports Guy. And Yankees fans don't read.
One D-list celebrity who didn't go unrecognized at a baseball game was Guy Fieri. Well, sort of. Turns out FSN in Kansas City was totally fooled by a Guy Fieri impersonator and even conducted a FOUR MINUTE LONG mid-game interview with the fraud:
You know, there are other douchebags in the world with bleached blond spiked hair and a dopey goatee besides Guy Fieri. And it totally wasn't him, as per the real Guy Fieri's Twitter. This is totally like that time Erin Andrews thought she was interviewing a Muppet but it turned out to be Matt Garza.
(We owe a case of 2-liter Diet Cokes to our pal AJD at Deadspin)