Daddy Heckler, The Mystery, Pt. 2 !

by Brian McKim & Traci Skene on April 12th, 2005

We just got an email today from Brad Trackman regarding the recent bizarre incident at Rascals this past weekend:

Hi Brian,

My friend just told me about your recent article covering Rascals in Cherry Hill. First and foremost that was NOT my father. I have no idea who that idiot was but I can assure you he was no relation of mine.

My father is a class act who would never heckle a comedian or disrupt a show. He doesn’t smoke or drink for that matter either.

I would appreciate a retraction and apology to my father in your next article. I would also appreciate if you could give me a call at (phone number withheld).

Best,
Brad
bradtrackman.com

Most bizarre. There’s a crazed fan who bears a spooky resemblance to you, claiming to be your pop. And he likes to heckle comedians. (And he seems to be a Larry the Cable Guy fan… but then again, these days, who isn’t?) But we never said he was an idiot– that was your embellishment.

And, for the record, we never said he was drinking. Our readers might have inferred as much– like when we said that “Traci hammers him a little more, much to the delight of the predominantly sober audience.” (Which, by the way, has been removed from the original posting.) But we never outright said that he was drinking. (And, for all we know, he hadn’t had so much as a drop– the worst hecklers we’ve ever experienced were, curiously and maddeningly, clearheaded and all too alert!) And, if it means anything, we did clearly imply that Brian’s 88-year-old mother drinks– and with gusto! (And, although some don’t consider it gambling, we also stated rather baldly that she likes to play the lottery!)

We’re still mystified as to why anyone would be masquerading as Brad Trackman’s father… as opposed to say, masquerading as David Brenner‘s father or Jerry Seinfeld‘s old man. But we caution Brad that, when our heckler friend was asked if he knew that Brad Trackman was scheduled to appear there later this month, he said, “Hell yes I know! And I’m going to be here!” (Cue the spooky music!)