“I was in character the whole time,” he says. “If someone called me Dom, I just ignored them.”

I hope he said nothing but "I'm Keith Hernandez."

The real question is did he go with Option J?

“I was in character the whole time,” he says. “If someone called me Dom, I just ignored them.”

Maybe that's why the article calls him "Don."

Repoz. My older brother looked just like Stu Cook. Not sure if he ever bowled much.

People asked him for autographs?!? Did they think Keith Hernandez had been on the death camp diet or something?

Who does this guy think he is?

edit: and coke to #1

My older brother looked just like Stu Cook. Not sure if he ever bowled much.

My Stu Cook dude would wear the round glasses, flaunt his Neyerific flannel and would superficially know about CCR...just to pick up girls. I'd ask him about his relationships with Doug Sahm, Roky Erickson etc...and he had no idea what I was talking about. He just kept on BS'ing until a buddy bopped his resin bag good. He quit the league soon after...prolly to go on tour with The Masked Marauders or something.

I'm thinking that if you have the right facial hair, you can probably sort of look like a lot of baseball players from the 1970s and 1980s, right?

My Stu Cook dude would wear the round glasses, flaunt his Neyerific flannel and would superficially know about CCR...just to pick up girls. I'd ask him about his relationships with Doug Sahm, Roky Erickson etc...and he had no idea what I was talking about. He just kept on BS'ing until a buddy bopped his resin bag good. He quit the league soon after...prolly to go on tour with The Masked Marauders or something.

Sounds like the inspiration for about half of Scharpling & Wurster's oeuvre.

Repoz. The key is to not overplay such a thing. Use it sparingly if ever.
I had an uncle who went into a high end restaurant in Boston and the proprietor came up to him all friendly as hell, "How ya doin', Don? Great to see you back in here!"

It turned out that the guy was convinced that my Uncle Arnie was Don Marcotte, a player with the Boston Bruins in the 70's. My uncle wasn't a hockey fan but the other peope with him gave him enough hints and prompts and he pulled it off and they all got a huge meal for free because of mistaken identity. But my uncle didn't go around after that trying to get free oil changes because he was an ex Bruin.

I was once assured, at an sf convention in the New Orleans area, that I must be the artist J.K. Potter, because I looked just like him. For some reason, I never got around to exploiting this alleged resemblance. Dammit!

(Then again, I'd known a guy a few years before that who'd known Potter during his Shreveport days [which of course included membership in the Wedgeheads, of "Dancing with the Manson Girls"/"In Cold Bondage" obscuro-infamy], & he never said anything about it.)

I think his impersonation would be better if he, you know, looked like Keith Hernandez.