SAN FRANCISCO — Sitting at a corner table last month, with an expansive view of the city he once thrilled, Aubrey Huff was in a pretty good mood for someone attending his own funeral.
Huff was there to raise a glass (of water) to the demise of his alter ego. He was there to bury the side of himself Giants fans once adored.
“Yeah, he’s dead. And I’m glad,” Huff said that day. “Because ‘Huff Daddy’ was just an insecure, scared (witless) little kid trying to be somebody he’s not.”
Huff Daddy may be dead.
But the real Aubrey Huff isn’t exactly resting in peace.