Tuesday, January 13, 2009

The Mustache Diaries Super Grand Finale


It's all over, friends. Nearly three months of dedication came to a sudden and heart breaking end in the men's bathroom of the New Hope Baptist Church in Duncan, OK on Saturday, Dec. 27th, at 5:21pm CST.

All this time, I think part of me tried to convince myself that I wouldn't have to shave off my 'stache. Denial aint just a river in Egypt. I'm glad I didn't know the way it all would end, the way it all would go. Our mustaches are better left to chance. I could have missed the pain, but I'd have had to miss the dance.

I wanted to take this time to share something I've learned during my extensive perusing of beautiful mustaches. I've commented on the sweetness of Rollie Fingers mustache a couple times on "a blog". I found a great quote from him explaining why he initially grew out his mustache:

“I’m obviously very proud of my mustache. I actually first grew it while pitching for the Oakland A’s in 1972. Reggie Jackson came to spring training intent on playing with a mustache, which at the time was unheard of in baseball. Our owner, Charlie Finley, wasn’t thrilled about it. So he paid us $300 each to grow a mustache with hopes that if Reggie didn’t feel like such an individual, he’d shave it off. Well, it all caught on, it grew on Finley, and next thing you know – we’re having mustache days at the ballpark.” In fact mustaches were so prevalent among those early 1970s A’s teams that they were known as the ‘Mustache Gang.’”

Hundreds of years from now historians will wonder why in an era of clean shaves or full beards, 7 men from different parts of our great country came together to form the sweetest unity of facial hair since the 1970's Mustache Gang. One thing will be certain, though, and that is this: The Bailey Wedding Mustache Pact will be the start of another mustache revolution.

It was an honor to grow a mustache for my friend Gary. Would I do it again? In the words of Gary Bailey Sr., "The next time you grow a mustache, it will come in quicker and thicker". I think that just answered your question.

In a word: Incredible

The groom and I share one last mustached smile.

A moment that will live in infamy:
7 jaw dropping-mustaches removed.

Gary Sr: Scratch Golfer. Heck of a Guy.
Champion Mustache Grower.

Thanks for tuning in, friends. Be sure to check in next week for more Christopher Clyde fun.

Peace be da journey,



Anonymous said...

Man, I didn't realize my mustache was so photogenic. That is a good looking stache if I do say so myself. After seing that picture that you put up, I will definitely grow mine out again if it looks that good. I just wish you had one up there of Dad's stellar stache.

Two quick things, not that this matters, but it was New Hope Baptist Church. Secondly, I think your sign off on this latest blog should be the title. "Peace be da Journey"

Andy Miller said...

I weep for loss of facial hair. I do however understand as my beard was recently cut in half and I trimmed my stache this morning.

Anonymous said...

"peace be da journey"

I like that one. Use it. Plus, it comes from a classic epic film about jamaicans, you really can't go wrong.