Yoshinobu Yamamoto went the distance Saturday night — a 105-pitch, four-hit performance that felt downright intimate. He went all night, mixing six pitches, painting corners, and becoming the first man since Johnny Cueto — curls bouncing, windup swirling — to throw a World Series complete game since 2015.
Kevin Gausman matched him for a while, sitting down seventeen straight before Will Smith went Big Willie Style in the seventh and broke it open. Baseball like that — it hits different. You don’t just watch it; you feel it.
And yet, behind home plate, there he was: a man dressed as Colonel Sanders.
KFC Canada sent a white-suited mascot to Rogers Centre to push its “Zinger → Dinger” campaign — a stunt so greasy it could’ve been deep-fried in its own self-importance.
Shoutout to the man behind home plate in the Colonel Sanders outfit messing with the Dodgers Japanese players pic.twitter.com/qoFsDbOkYM
— Morgan Cameron Ross (@Morgan_C_Ross) October 26, 2025
For contrast, at a wedding that same night, I sat beside Colonel Steve Akley — a real Kentucky Colonel, the kind you earn for service, not marketing. Charitable, bourbon-savvy, a man of taste. Read about him here: ABV Network.
KFC’s mascot? Not quite the same breed. The company’s history reads like a bucket of bad press — rainforest sourcing scandals, tone-deaf ads, labor violations, and menu items that should come with cardiologist warnings. Nutritionists say the Zinger Stacker Box alone packs 1,330 calories, 64 grams of fat, and nearly twice a day’s sodium limit. Whoa.
Still, credit where it’s due — this wasn’t your first front-row circus. Down the line, the viral fan formerly known as Butt-Plug Guy re-emerged with his new homemade shirt: “I BET ON US — YOU?” Same seat, new slogan, same curse. The internet spotted him instantly — proof that fame doesn’t fade, it just changes fonts.
Big Dumper butt plug shirt is crazy pic.twitter.com/89jLxc7Cyq
— Jomboy Media (@JomboyMedia) October 13, 2025
Just watch the “I bet on us, you?” guy in the front row. Bro had a rough night as the k’s started to rack up ???????? pic.twitter.com/9TESAuLpfx
— JT (@stonecoldjt) October 26, 2025
At least Marlins Man in orange gets a pass. He’s been showing up for a decade, financing his own fandom, living out retirement the right way — with sunblock, confidence, and playoff tickets.
This is baseball’s modern theater: the greasy front-row economy, where every fan’s a brand, every inning a marketing opportunity. Remember the kid in neon green at Wrigley with the “$YES” hoodie? That wasn’t merch — it was a live-TV bet on Chicago’s temperature.

