A delivery driver in Denver, Colorado, liked to scare rival fans with
his delivery truck — there are an awful lot of them, you see. Usually
his pranks were innocuous. If he saw a fan in a St. Louis Blues jersey
crossing the street, he’d give a loud honk to make the fan jump. For
Chicago Blackhawks fans, he threw the occasional Slurpee — he’d spent
more than he’d like to admit on that commodity. However, he saved his
best for Minnesota Wild fans.
Whenever the driver saw a hapless person in Minnie green — or even worse, Minnie red
and green — walking on the sidewalk, he’d swerve over as if to hit him.
He’d swerve back onto the road, though, after just missing him.
One
day, he saw a man in a priest’s collar walking down Colfax Avenue.
Thinking he’d do a good deed, the driver stopped and asked the priest if
he needed a ride.
“Thank you, yes,” the priest agreed. “I’m on my way to the Denver Mission.”
The
pair rode in silence for awhile — long enough that the man sort of
forgot the priest was with him. As he rounded the corner of a busy
street, he saw a chubby fellow in a red and green Minnie jersey. It was
like red before a bull, and he swerved sharply to scare the fan. He knew
he had missed the fan, but as he swerved back onto the road, he heard a
thud. He looked in his mirrors, but didn’t see anything.
He remembered the priest. “Sorry, Father,” he apologized. “I almost hit that Minnesota Wild fan.”
“That’s OK,” the priest assured him. “I got him with the door.”
(courtesy: Fansided)
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