I Love Vikings HC Mike Zimmer Hiding His Chaw In A Sunflower Seeds Bag

BEEN THERE DAWG.  Anyone who’s addicted to those shredded up, nicotine infused magic leaves has been.  Not necessarily in a bag of sunflower seeds and not to hide it from cameras obviously, but to hide it from people nonetheless.  And by people I mean “parents”.

My favorite place to hide it was in my baseball cleats in high school.  Those things stunk worse than an entire hockey locker room, and after a while it was by design.  No, I didn’t like having cleats that stunk so bad people couldn’t breath within a 20 foot radius of them, but it was necessary.  I passed it off as a “we’re winning a lot of games right now so I can’t deodorize the cleats” superstition to my parents when all my 16-17 year old ass was doing was hiding dip in the cleats, knowing my parents wouldn’t go near them because they stunk so bad.  Desperate times call for desperate measures.

***Two Stories***

1. I was in the Bulls/Sox all star game at US Cellular Field one fall my senior year of HS, not to brag.  I had all of my catcher’s equipment there and we had to go through security like normal before we entered the stadium.  Security started rifling through my bag checking for bombs and kilos of blow and whatnot when they pulled out a pack of grape swishers in the toe of my aforementioned cleats.  The security guy held it up to me and my dad like “wtf is this doing in a baseball bag” and my dad just shook his head at me in disgust.  Dickheads could have warned me about that.  I was 18 at this point though so it was fine I guess

2. First time dipping was when I was a sophomore in HS and I was out with kids on the varsity team.  We were at the IMAX movie theatre in Lisle watching the movie Sin City before a playoff game the next morning.  They handed me a can of Peach Skol and asked if I wanted a hog.  I obviously said yes to look cool even though I had never touched it in my life.  As I was laying back staring at the ceiling I was sweating my tits off and so buzzed I thought the blood from the movie was actually splatting against my face.  It was awesome and I’ve been fully addicted since.  Not really an “I got caught trying to hide dip” story, but I love first time dipping stories nonetheless.  Feel free to share yours in the comment section

PS – still one of my favorite things PMT does: