Right. So. You've probably seen the video of the homeless guy with the Don Pardo voice by now, and you're probably very happy for him. Yes? Yes. Guy with a druggie past who fell from grace and lived on the streets for decades, lost his family, lost his future, suddenly gets a second chance.
Two days ago, Williams was panhandling in Columbus, OH, which, I imagine, is very low on the list of major American cities one would want to be panhandling in. Today, he's fielding job offers like his namesake fielded pop-flies (I assume--I have no idea what position the baseball great Ted Williams played; I just know he was a baseball great, and had his head removed and cryogenically frozen after death).
Two days ago, Williams was a member of the great unwashed, forgotten society, just some guy with a hardluck story, a camouflage coat, a tent in the woods and a cardboard sign. Today: media darling.
Fitzgerald was wrong. American lives always have second acts.
Here's hoping there's not a third act. To rip off Chekhov: If there's a crack pipe hanging on the wall in the first act, it better be fired up by the third act or you have no story.
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