Last summer, my sister, dad and I took in a Schaumburg Boomers baseball game. We saw the mascot hanging around right field and Nancy and I decided to try to get a picture with him.
Of course, by the time we maneuvered through the stands and finally made it over there, the mascot was basically right where our seats were. Back we went. My dad, of course, was laughing at our antics and futile attempt.
We finally got our picture. We also discovered that the mascot was "Coop," a prairie chicken. A little research reveals that Coop was born under the nose of George Washington on Mt. Rushmore. Coop is a
descendant of one of the last prairie chicken communities to leave the Schaumburg area. Coop always dreamed of going to the land of his forefathers (as opposed to forefeathers).
One day, he saw tourists wearing his likeness on their caps and shirts. He learned that they were fans of the Schaumburg Boomers. He stowed away in their luggage and eventually found himself in the Chicago suburbs.
The Schaumburg Boomers welcomed him into the organization and he has been entertaining fans ever since (when he isn't evading them and making them chase him around the stadium, but I digress).
Seriously, I didn't make up this stuff. You can check it out on the Schaumburg Boomers website and check out Coop at a Boomers game.
Nancy Blais, Coop, Frank Wroblewski and me in Schaumburg, IL-August 2013.
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