If you did not already know, I am a part of The World Bikini Football League.  I am the captain of the Vancouver Yellowjackets and I play the position of wide receiver.  That may be changing soon though, as we are looking to expand our league into southern California. 

On Friday, my quarter back, Christine and I were heading to Comic Con in San Diego to promote TWBFL – hand out cards, take pictures with fans, hopefully get interviewed, etc. On our way, we stopped off at Starbucks in Mira Mesa to get some breakfast and coffee.  This guy who looked and sounded like he was from India kept staring at us, we assumed it was because we were wearing bright yellow tanks that said our names, TWBFL and our team info on it, but we were wrong…  He came over to our table and told us that he wanted to ask us a serious question.  He then proceeded to ask us if he could be our “feet worshiper” and for us to “dominate him”. 

I started to laugh because I have never heard anyone say something like that before (besides on TV), I thought we were getting punk’d.  I told him I was not interested, that I had a boyfriend and that Christine was married.  He told us that it did not have to be sexual, but if we could just boss him around, that he would do whatever we wished.  He also told us that we looked “dominating”.  People who know me and have seen me, know that I do not at all look dominating or act that way, so he must have been referring to Christine with her dark hair and sex appeal.  Again we tell him we are not interested.  He leaves to only come back a few minutes later to ask us if he gives us his number if we could pass it along to our girlfriends.  No thanks.  What a weird way to start out our day.

We head over to Comic Con and park at Seaport Village which was only a few blocks away from the Convention center where Comic Con was being held.  We took about half of the cards with us (150) assuming that it would take us a few hours to get through them – WRONG again.  Within 45 minutes all of our cards were gone and to men genuinely interested in watching TWBFL (that’s what I liked about the Comic Con crowd, most people wouldn’t grab the cards from you unless they really wanted it), and we never saw any of our cards thrown to the ground – YAY!  On our way back to the car to get the rest of our cards, we were looking out for this tour bus that kept driving around the Convention center calling out to us to come and ride it (by name, since our names were on the back of our tanks).  While we were waiting, this guy comes by and asks us who we are, so we tell him.  He then asks us if we are going inside Comic Con.  We told him we would love to, but it has been sold out for weeks and Christine has never gone and wanted to see it.  He mentions he happens to have two tickets to get in and we convince him to give them to us.  We find out that he is also a radio disc jockey for a station in San Fran and would love for us to come on his show to promote, score!

We finish passing out the rest of our cards, which took about a half hour (I am still amazed at how many people go to Comic Con) and then we took our free passes and went inside.  Once inside, I called my good friend Sean Murphy who is a comic artist (you may have seen his work in the Batman, Scare Crow series, Off Road, Outer Orbit, etc) to show me and Christine around since she had never been there.  He was kind enough to meet up with us and show us around.  In between checking out Comic Con, we stopped to take pictures with fans, had an on camera interview (we are not sure where it will air) and Sean managed to get Christine an autographed Batman cover for her husband who was just shipped to Afghanistan.  We should have stayed to watch a few shows, but we had more promoting to do.

We left Sean and headed to Belmont Park to promote at the beach and the amusement park.  We no longer had cards left, but we went around telling people who we were (most people stopped and asked us), we took several pictures with fans and just spread the word of TWBFL. 

Go Yellowjackets!