God must have spilled something on his favorite shirt and needed some Oxyclean pronto because famed pitchman Billy Mays died today. Wandering over to my computer after a break from the USA soccer choke-fest, I was shocked to hear he passed in his sleep at the age of 50. Famous for his shouting delivery, Mays could sell an igloo to an Eskimo.
This one really hits home because everyone at LAS are giant fans of infomercial products and Mays was our Pied Piper. I personally was dreaming of a day when we could get Billy to scream, “I’M BILLY MAYS FOR LACROSSEALLSTARS.COM. CALL NOW AND WE’LL THROW IN A FREE GARDEN WEASEL!”
Ed McMahon, Farrah Fawcett, Michael Jackson, and now Billy Mays. This has been a rough week.