Guess What I'm Going to Be for Halloween
When I first saw the Cigar Guy pic from the Ryder Cup last weekend, I was pretty sure that it was just a dude who was wearing some kind of Lucy In the Sky With Diamonds tribute turban and fake mustache. Apparently, though, I had it all wrong.
The Daily Mail tracked down Cigar Guy and revealed his identity to the world. He's 30-year-old Rupesh Shingadia, an London investment banker who lives with his parents in the southern part of the city. Shingadia went to Wales to catch the Ryder Cup wearing a costume in an attempt to honor his favorite player: Miguel Angel Jimenez.
"I wanted to do something to show my support for the European team and I thought of Miguel. These days sportsmen have become devoid of character. But Miguel does his own thing and I love the way he walks around the course with a cigar clamped between his teeth," Cigar Guy told the Daily Mail.
Well I can do better than that. So this is going to be my personal challenge for Halloween this year: pull off the Mechanic better than Cigar Guy.
Oh, and I don't live at home with my parents, so I've got that on him, too.
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I haven’t seen anybody bring up Cheech Marin for this guy. That ‘stache is pure Cheech from the 70’s.
Glad you picked him instead of going as “marshall geting held up” – your arms would get really tired. And REALLY glad you’re not going as “flamboyant golfer” either – you’d have to go buy some really light loafers. :-)
"this ball will fit in that fairway"
Comon Chip...you can do better than that..
Wendy will outdo you when she posts….and Ryan….nothing wrong with living with your parents….except of course….ya can’t bring too many a them lady friends home if ya get my drift….Just make sure to carry a flashlight with you while your out trick or treating with all the other kids…..STUB
I don’t live at home with my parents, so I’ve got that on him, too.
Yeah, but if you were single and your ancestry was South Asian there’s a good chance you would.
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