that mentions the huge guy with the colossal bell, because I saw him too.
This thread makes several references and shows a picture of the guy, but the photo doesn't do him justice and doesn't show the bell. I bought club level tickets for face value through the Wake Forest ticket office and was in 242. Inside the concourse on the way to our seats we came up behind this guy and his wife -- the guy was a good 6-8, 325, wearing a St. Louis Blues jersey and jeans that kept falling down -- he had to stop twice in 50 yards to pull them up. He was either very, seriously drunk or a bit off plumb for other reasons, because his walking was very deliberate and his entire bearing seemed trained on the sole purpose of arriving at his seat, and his wife appeared to be guiding him steadily along. He was carrying, not a true cow bell as someone in the thread says, but a real no-**** ship's bell on a tremendous leather strap. The the bell probably weighed 40 pounds or more though, no doubt. Hell the strap alone probably weighed 5. I couldn't figure out what the strap was. It was of a size and girth that would have been ideal if you wanted to attach the bell to an elephant's neck.
The strap also held a smaller bell that clanged and jangled as he and his wife made their way to 243, as if it were in orbit around the Jupiter of percussion instruments, but when he rang the big bell you could hear it very distinctly over the whole northwestern curve of the stadium: DING!-DING! ... DING!-DING! ... DING!-DING! If he'd hit the person sitting in front of him on the downstroke, it would have meant instant death.
Someone posted this photo over there, but it's not good for much -- can't see the bell. Hopefully somebody knows this guy and his story.
If the guy in the photo below is 5-5, 150, the bell our St. Louis Blues fan was carrying could have been exactly this size:
Even though I don't really have pics, it absolutely happened. Tens of Wake Forest fans and I bore witness.