The original was amazing, and after he suffered a stroke and couldn't carry on his understudy has grown into the job so well you wouldn't know the difference.
The last game we went to was vs my cousin's home team the Memphis Grizzlies, game # 77 of 82 in the regular season. That night the first 10,000 people through the gate received a Coyote Bobblehead!
Here's the pic I took in the stands and posted to Facebook right before tipoff:
The deal announced during a break in the game was that free lower-level tickets to an upcoming game would be awarded to the best photo tagged #coyotebobblehead on Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter. Well hell, I was all over that idea.
Within a couple of days we were in Austin and I had brought a mascot.
After the capitol we hit an Irish pub on 6th Street for a few hours:
After getting home I kept having fun with the coyote under the self-imposed limitation of only taking pictures with my phone:
Amazing what you can do using LED flashlights and a tripod with a DIY smartphone mount.
But my photos never showed up in the pool of contest contenders, so either they didn't add FB entries for some reason or there was a very short time window to get them in. Almost every entry I saw was weak in concept and especially execution.
Oh well, no free tickets but at least I had fun trying.
It's not really a bobblehead anyway.
When you flick the head it goes "Boing-ing-ing-ing-ing" and that's about it.
A real bobblehead has a balancing act going on between the weight of the head and the action of the spring it's mounted upon that sucks you in and takes way more than 2 seconds to finish.
Slow and hypnotic, random and magical.
Much like Spurs basketball when they are playing the way they do when we win.
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