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 MacDaddy
witnesses Red Badge's customer service, their "unique
difference*", in action!
* Source:
Red Badge website
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| The
tension builds. The main stand is so crammed (full of empty
seats) that the Open Stand is brought into commission for the
first time since the Warriors played here last. There's three
inches of dust on the seats, and bird droppings that are carbon-dated
circa 1999. |
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| Massey
youth out on a date. He is lovingly stroking her hair following
a small incident wherein she had some minor trouble with putting
one foot in front of the other. Falling backwards, she opted
to have a snooze. Enter Red Badge. |
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| She's
awake. Boyfriend, his passion for his girl mingled with the
palpable excitement among the throng in the Open Stand, contracts
a nose-bleed. |
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| Red
Badge man senses something is awry. "On a date? Nosebleed? Smells
like fun to me. Better get re-inforcements." |
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| Back-up
arrives. They're holstering Glock semi-automatics and they ain't
afraid to kick some muthafuckin' ass. Possibly. |
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| St.Johns
arrive and save the boy from having his spleen forced through
his rectum, courtesy of Red Badge's over-zealous truncheon brigade. |
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Disclaimer:
This isn't what actually happened, but if you think it was then
it's testament to Red Badge's reputation. I dunno who runs the
security at Mt Smart but it was efficient, friendly, and willing
to let people have a bit of larks and giggles. Take heed, North
Harbour Stadium |
MacDaddy Reports #8
