It’s funny—I’ve never once wondered about the background of other mascots. I’ve never thought twice about the Phillie Phanatic. I’ve never thought about what makes the San Diego Chicken tick, what motivates Youppi!, what gets KC Wolf up in the morning, what stuff Gritty is reading, what shows Tree is binge-watching, what Sparty does to stay in such great shape or if the Racing Sausages hang out after games.
But I think about Mr. Met all the time.
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