The guy hits the biggest home run of the postseason and he’s still shopping for his own bananas. Bryce Harper is no different than you and I:

Obviously Bryce is a Trader Joe’s guy. That guy’s never going to find himself in a class action lawsuit with Monsanto. Not to mention there can’t be many Trader Joe’s workers and customers who would recognize him. I don’t think Rob Manfred sits in meetings and tells his marketing team they need to target the typical soccer-mom shopping for cauliflower gnocchi. Now, if Bryce went to the ACME he’d be taking pictures with every salt-of-the-Earth Jersey union guy and Cherry Hill housewife.

I’m an ACME guy and I’ll tell you what, if I’m ever in the position to make $330 million I’m still going grocery shopping. There’s something therapeutic about throwing in some headphones and scanning what Dietz & his boy Watson have cooked up this week in the deli. Do we go with a pound of the honey glazed ham? Or maybe a pound and a half of the smoked turkey? I welcome the decision. Growing up the 10 Gatorades for $10 deal was elite, but with the soda tax in the city I’m not paying $1.67 for a single Glacier Freeze. In this economy? Thank God I save 5% on game day when I wear my Eagles gear.

P.S. You think Stott got ranch for his ice cream? –