Cancer Killed Bill Scott, Corporate Management Killed Bill the Beerman

Bill Scott died Sunday. As Bill the Beerman, he was Seattle's most recognizable sports figure in the early-80s. Him or Jack Sikma.
Here's what going to a Mariners game was like back then. You and your Dad would leave Greenlake at about 6:45 for a 7:05 game. You'd sail down 99, encountering no traffic. You'd park at Bemis Bag Warehouse, about a block and a half from the Kingdome. You'd cross 1st ave and walk up it to this small daylighted crack between two buildings, slide through onto the platform of an old warehouse, walk across it and hop down onto Occidental. You'd walk up to the ticket line, which was maybe two or three people long, and Dad would pay $7 each for two tickets in about the 15th row, halfway between home and first base. You be in your seat by first pitch.
There were no between-innings entertainments, and, given the Mariners' roster, few during-innings entertainments either...when he was around, Bill the Beerman, exhorting the fans, starting the wave, was the only entertainment you had.
Scott took his act to other cities in the mid-80s, working as a paid crowd exhorter--but he never made more than $50k in a year.
His reappearance at Mariners games in 1995 was yet another bit of magic in that magical season. But after the season was over, the M's didn't want to keep the Beerman around. The story we heard--and we have nothing to back this up but common sense--is that the M's didn't want a big fat loudmouth disturbing the peace of the high-rollers sitting with their corporate clients in $150 seats during games.
The spontaneity and low-budget theatrics that Bill the Beerman represented are disappearing. In Huskyland, AD Todd Turner points to the existence of Porta-Potties outside Husky Stadium as evidence that our fans don't have "a world-class experience." Yeah, we guess you wouldn't want Porta-Potties outside the Metropolitan Opera House, but it's sports we're talking about--not corporate-sponsored art...or is it?
With Bill the Beerman around you could be sure what you were watching. Now--well, sometimes it's best just not to think about it.
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