There are things in this world that once viewed by your eyes, they can never again be unseen. Hafltime entertainment specialist, Mr. Slinky, is one of those nightmarish images.
Like most instances when you wake up in the middle of the night, covered in a cold sweat, frightened by something too unreal to be thought of during daylight, Mr. Slinky forces you to ask questions.
Namely, why? Who would create such a thing? Did the Cleveland Cavaliers think that was a good idea? Doesn't something like that belong in Vegas? The guy in the slinky-suit -- does he have a regular day job, and if so, has he ever needed to ask his boss for time off because he's, ya know, Mr. Slinky? Does he have a Mrs. Slinky at home, smiling proudly at her husband's accomplishments?
Thanks to the brilliant Spencer Hall at The Sporting Blog.