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Steve Karsay would like a gin and tonic, thanksIt turns out that the 6-foot-6 fellow probably wasn't even Karsay, but rather a con man named Jonathan Henry. The New York Post reports that Henry was arrested this week for skipping out on a restaurant bill while posing as Karsay. Apparently he's been running this racket more times than Karsay appeared for the Yanks, scamming free drinks (which he supplemented by dining-and-dashing), talking his way into big-ticket charity events and even signing autographs. Fake Karsay's ruse was nearly blown when a current Yankee apparently showed up at the same event last year and, when asked if he wanted to say hi to his former teammate, said, "That's not Steve Karsay." Still, Fake Karsay managed to get out of that situation unscathed and continued his reign of terror until this week, when he was recognized by the staff after he strolled into the same restaurant that he had stiffed on a $31 bill in June. Ah, the great criminals always end up getting brought down by the small stuff, like Al Capone with tax evasion. One wouldn't think the perks of pretending to be a fringe player would be that great, though apparently even the whiff of "pro athlete" opens up untold riches of free booze and loose women. Then again, it's probably easier to go undetected if you say you're Steve Karsay rather than Roger Clemens. That's probably why for every story about someone impersonating Pedro Martinez or Ben Roethlisberger, there's a few more about guys posing as Jerame Tuman and Brian St. Pierre. (Actually, one guy alone has impersonated each of the last three, though it was his Tuman impression that landed him in jail.)
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Comments:I once put a hat on and tried to impersonate an SI writer...
unfortunately it didn't get me very far so i lost the hat and went back to being me. ironically that same writer later lost his hat as well, and i think he's now trying to impersonate yours truly. I hope it gets him farther than I got being him. I used to work at a bar in Huntington, NY and in 2005 (right after Karsay was released by the Yanks) an incredibly tall man wearing a Yankee hat came in with his "agent". He claimed to be Steve Karsay (and I believe he was, I looked him up and they were identical) He was fairly drunk when he arrived, and had several more drinks, his agent kept giving him cash to put in the jukebox and buy drinks. He tried to pick up several girls using the "I'm Steve Karsay" line. To this day I'm not 100% sure if it was him or not, though we agreed it was him, now I am doubting myself again
Going by last week's entries, it doesn't sound like Pete's....Now i'm getting my doubts as to someone must've kidnapped Pete or is someone must be masquerading as a hat-less Pete, trying to show off his new shiny white teeth....Pete, we want you back wherever you are and also your wit and wisdom..
In Chicago, there is a guy impersonating a quarterback and for some reason nobody will arrest him. His act would work better if he could actually hold onto a snap from center. Of course his upside is that he got a field level ticket to the Super Bowl last February.
I can't believe someone would pretend to be a minor celebrity like that.
I wonder whether he conned anyone into helping him move, after seeing how well the ex-baseball player thing worked for Keith Hernandez.
In Detroit there has been a guy going around telling everyone he is Brandon Inge's father. The local radio stations have had many people call in whom have run into this imposter. So far it is all quite funny, he pretty much promises people tickets to the games and doesn't deliver. I believe he also says his other son is fighting in Iraq, and I don't even think Brandon has a brother. However, some of the stories people are telling when they call in are pretty funny and everyone is getting a kick out of this guy. No word yet on how Brandon or his Dad feel, or if they are aware.
I guess when you live in the best sports town in the US those problems follow. Detroit did earn that, the city is slowly turning back into a great place to hang out, especially on any sports night. Hey now, he may not be an impersonater, but the QB that can't hold onto a snap resides in Texas and dates a country singer.
For all female readers of this column (who aren't butt-ugly) I'm the real Wilt Chamberlain.
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