Veiled sports references always rank very high on the fan hunting barometer.  Sometimes they reference obscure players from the depths of a sports organization and other times they reference, well, items vaguely related to the realm of athletics.

As we've noted in the past, fans donning personalized jerseys are an interesting breed.  This uniqueness is no more evident than when they span outside of the standard "current player name/number" and use the $300 piece of cotton as a billboard for their creative capabilities.  Our fan hunters captured a doozy of a jersey this week in St. Louis that blew our minds.



Fans have transitioned from the monotonous Pujols #5 jerseys.  They've graduated from the witty La Russa #.093 jerseys.  Hell, they've even tired of the own-name #69 jerseys.

Now, they've evolved into the supernatural.

This is quite an achievement for the storied history of fan absurdity.  Because we could never actually *see* the "ghost" men on base when playing Wiffle Ball in the backyard, what number would they choose *if* we could see them (goodness, that sounded like a Will Farrell as "Harry Caray" SNL skit) ?  Well of course they would pick #00.  Duh.

Or, perhaps it's not a numeric suggestion.  Maybe it's "oooooooooo", as in the sound a ghost makes.  Who the hell knows, really.

Cardinals fans are weird.