DU Bally the White (and Purple)
“Who are you? Show yourself!”
“It cannot be. You were stolen!”
“Yes. From the lowest dungeon to the highest peak I fought with him, the Burglar of Stapleton. Until at last I threw down my enemy and smote his ruin upon Colfax Avenue.
Darkness took me, and I strayed out of thought and time. The stars wheeled overhead, and every day was as long as a life age of the earth, or a Joe Scott offensive possession.
I am Bally the White. And I come back to you now, at the turn of the tide.”
Non-Lord of the Rings version of the story: as you know, DU Bally was stolen in October. As a Christmas gift, my mom, back in Connecticut, offered to make me a new one. I sent her photos of DU Bally, which, as printed, apparently made his Pioneer crimson look purple-ish. :) Anyway, she made me a new Bally, and sent it to us in Denver. YAY!!
To make this development more exciting for my girls, I decided to place Bally in my Christmas stocking — er, that is, I left him out for Santa to place in my Christmas stocking, of course — and acted surprised when I got a new Bally on Christmas morning.
Will psuedo-ballz become the new hot craze? Will Kyle Whelliston be the next Kate Spade? Stay tuned! Heh.
After the jump, my mom’s photos of the Bally creation process.