A Hall Greater Than The Sum Of Its Parts

Recognize this? It's the prosthetic thumb that once belonged to Louisville center Wiley Brown. On the morning of the 1980 Final Four championship game, he left it on his breakfast tray, which was dumped in the trash. Killed his movie-reviewing career.

And this one's kind of cool. It's the right hand of world-champion Hungarian pistol shooter K�roly Tak�cs. A grenade blew it off, so he taught himself to shoot lefthanded and won an Olympic gold medal in 1948! But, boy, we really need a refrigeration case for it.

Here's a new exhibit. These are pro wrestler Chyna's breast implants, one of which ruptured while she was in the ring. Nobody likes a lopsided match, right?

Hey, come in ear a second! Hah! That's our little joke. But we do have lots of ears. I hear people are offering up to $5,000 for the chunk of ear that Tyson chomped off Evander Holyfield but was never found. Please. It's here at the Hall, just going up in value. But I'm not selling. Anybody calls, I just tell them, "I can't hear you."

If you go through that door, you'll find the $2 tour, for those folks who can't afford the $8.95 admission fee. Basically, it's a bucket full of all the stuff taken out of former NFL lineman turned ESPN broadcaster Mark (Stinky) Schlereth. He had 29 surgeries in his career, just short of Joan Rivers's record. Hah!

That big box? That's just stuff we haven't cataloged yet. Feel free to go through it. There's Bill Veeck's wooden leg (when he had no ashtray, he'd drop his cigarette ashes into a little hollow he carved into it). And the ear that Mick Foley had ripped off by the ring ropes when he was wrestling as Cactus Jack. Do you like my little sign: we take tips!?

You ought to come next week. We're unveiling our Metaphorically Missing Parts exhibit. You know, Ernie Els's heart, Ron Artest's brain, Barry Bonds's morals.

Anyway, that's it. Hope you enjoyed it. Your lunch is included, so here are your corn dogs. Dig in!

Wait! Come to think of it, one might be Rulon Gardner's toe. Dang, we've been looking for it everywhere.

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