In the most heralded arrival since the Beatles landed in New York, Hank the Dog has officially touched down in Milwaukee.
The stray-pup-turned-Brewers-mascot flew into Beer Town on Sunday, and as you might imagine, there was a whole big to do.
Mayor Tom Barrett was among those who showed up to welcome Hank. Because what politician would turn down the opportunity to do a photo op with such a beloved pooch?
And of course there was a cake. Because cake.
All right the cake maybe is a bit much. Should dogs even be eating cake? Isn’t it bad for their tummies?
Look Brewers, it was cute at first, but now I think we’re at the Hank saturation point. From here on out, we need to dial back on the Hank. It’s starting to seem a tad exploitative IMO.
How many mascots does one franchise need anyway? You’ve got Bernie. You’ve got the sausages. You’ve got Ricky Weeks.
And now you have a stray dog you adopted and the PR department turned him into a celebrity.
It’s like Geico having the lizard and the caveman. Do you really need a lizard and a caveman? Isn’t that overkill?
Time to retire someone. I say put Weeks out to pasture. And let poor little Hank have a rest.
Let us have a break from Hankmania before it turns into Hank backlash.
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