You couldn’t catch me on a weekend and not find a half eaten bag of Big League Chew in my pocket. We would just ram it into the sides of our jaws over and over as we pretended to be Darryl Strawberry or Eric Davis, the only black baseball players we knew.
Brought back Memories of that Brand of Gum,T-Shirt & Pantie I’m Lovin it Kimbella,I’d like 2 Chew you Up.
Haha, one of the few cases where I’m actually paying more attention to the clothing. And that’s saying something, given who’s wearing it.