I am the Esquire Bedel for The University of Western Ontario. That means I carry the ceremonial mace for many events, mostly convocations*, walking in front of the Chancellor, replicating the old role from centuries ago when an Esquire Bedel walked in front of a dignitary, carrying a seriously real mace to clear the rabble from the way and to protect the dignitary.**
My next Bedeling performance will be in late October for the installations of the university's new Chancellor and new President. Yesterday we had a meeting to go over the ceremony, step-by-step; it will be slightly different from the standard convocation ceremonies.
I was discussing the new procedures with a friend with whom I've done some baseball sportscasting, and that led to a fun exchange that he started, incorporating paraphrases from common sayings by various baseball broadcasters. Here's what we came up with (additions and amendments welcome):
The ceremony calls for me to stand down on the floor in front of the stage facing the audience, holding the mace, for what will likely be at least 20- 25 minutes. Presumably as Bedel-with-mace, I'm standing there as a symbol of Bedels-gone-by, guarding the Acting Chancellor and the Chancellor-Elect.["He stood there like a house on the side of the road (as the change-up passed him by )"].Then I have a slow walk across in front of the audience, up the side stairs, and across the stage[and so he slowly drug hisself back to the dugout]where I present the mace to the new Chancellor, who promptly hands it back[in the dugout we see him talking about bats with the batting coach. The coach says there's nothing wrong with the bat he's using; he just needs to adjust his grip on it.]and then the Chancellor asks the Bedel to place the mace in its proper place (nice rhyme)[Just go put your bat back in the bat rack and take a seat on the bench, old-timer].