Flat Ricky Goes to the Ted

It’s no secret that the Braves have been H-O-T during the opening month of the 2013 season, and my fanatic family had to watch that heat from home. Our first game tickets weren’t until the last day of April, but it just happened to be the night Tim Hudson played for his 200th win. It was worth the wait. Here’s part of the reason why:

Thanks to Twitter I’ve connected with a highly creative and talented funny man, Ricky Mast, who was a 2012 MLB Fan Cave dweller and songwriter. The song that first introduced me to Ricky was last season’s tribute to Chipper Jones called Yicketty. When it came across my Twitter timeline, I don’t know when I’ve laughed so hard. Its catchy tune, deep voices, hilarious video of uniformed Braves cut-outs taped to sticks, and snappy lyrics tickled my funny bone. Every now and then I replay and retweet it, just for giggles. Here is the link:


As I was getting ready to go to the game, I read a tweet from Ricky Mast, who lives in Virginia, saying the game was blacked out in his local area and requesting Braves fans keep him informed of the game by their tweets. I told him I would represent him at the Ted (Turner Field) in person. He had no idea what I had in mind.

In an effort to keep my word and to give Ricky Mast the first-class treatment, may I introduce you to Flat Ricky, who showed up at various spots throughout the game and had a splendid time. I can tell by his expression. Read on to see Flat Ricky’s adventures.

Our Ricky Mast doesn’t mind the downtown traffic when the destination is Turner Field for a Braves game.

Let’s go inside, Ricky, and see our Braves.

While my guys checked out batting practice, Flat Ricky checked out the inside of the SunTrust Club.

Everyone enjoyed meeting him. Including the skipper, Fredi Gonzalez.


The only time I saw Flat Ricky change expression was when I asked him if he wanted to meet Bryce Harper. I’m pretty sure I heard that paper doll scream, “Noooooo!”

Once inside when we sat down to eat, Flat Ricky was almost too much to handle. He got really crazy at the sight of all the food, stepped inside a glass of Stella, and went bonkers when he saw heavyweight champ, Evander Holyfield sitting nearby. So much so, that I had to take him over to let him see the champ up close. The boxer mumbled something resembling, “Mer er mem bul rem,” to which I simply nodded. Flat Ricky suggested I cut him some slack, since he’d been knocked upside the head so often.


Flat Ricky was seen cavorting with the SunTrust staff, trying to sneak into the ladies’ room, digging on some dessert, but most especially doing the Tomahawk Chop. At the end of the game, while in a Flat Ricky frenzy, he was recognized by another Braves fan from several rows behind us. Because after all, Ricky Mast is first and foremost a Braves fan, and even Braves fans have fans.

Incidentally, the Braves beat the Washington Nationals during this game; Tim Hudson earned his 200th win, and Ricky Mast was not hurt during any of these shenanigans.