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Awkward Encounters w/ Famous People

AJHawkfan;2331395; said:
I had a much more awkward exchange with Justin Zwick while he was playing, but me thinks it be best if I not describe that here.......
I met Zwick and his girlfriend once at HawaiianBuckeye's house for a BBQ a short while after the 2006 NCG debacle. He was pretty quiet and polite, at least he was to me...

Brewtus;2331453; said:
So I've had the dubious honor of telling Wolfgang Puck that his food tastes like shit.
At least he was classy about it...
 
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buxfan4life;2331575; said:
And you would be dead on. Ate as his place in Vegas once, left hungry because the "flatbread pizza" I had was horrible and I couldn't stomach more than 3 bites. Ugh.

I ate at the original Spago on Sunset a couple of times before Wolfgang Puck became a 'brand'; the food, while way overpriced, was very good.

bigdog3300;2331619; said:
Lastly while waiting to board (same trip as above) the flight was overbooked and they were asking for volunteers to take a different flight and get a travel voucher. Once the stakes went up I decided (since I'm cheap) that I should take it. Of course I'm too slow and miss it and the person in front of me gets the last one, so as we are ready to turn around I say to her "Just our luck..." I bump into this behemoth behind me wearing white Nikes, jeans, a dark blue tie dyed shirt and blue bandana who replies in his scruffy voice, "Better luck next time". Usually, when I have time, I'd think of something unclever to say back but being rushed and in the moment all I can do is look up and say, "Muscle America!" to Hulk Hogan. I have no clue what in the world Muscle America means to him or anyone else but for some reason that's all that came up to me. He gave me the NWO Hogan smirk and I walked away with an encounter from a God.

When I was in HS a buddy of mine dragged me along to the WWF at Hara Arena. When Hogan was doing his trademark shirt ripping & mugging to the crowd my buddy jumps up on his seat (we were in the front row), tears his own shirt off and starts flexing in exact imitation of the Hulk. Hogan was facing the other way so he doesn't see it at first but when he turns to play to the crowd on our side he spies my buddy...takes a step back like he's stunned and the two of them commence to do a pose down. The crowd went wild.

(For the couple of fellow Xenians lurking on the board it was Ryan F....I'm sure you can figure out his last name)
 
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Oh the stories I could tell if we were on a bar stool

1984 World Series is in Detroit... Columbus Day impacts ticket delivery.. and tickets are in Akron that need to be delivered to a heavyweight in Detroit ASAP.. impossible - no same day delivery in 1984... we hook up heavyweight for game 1 festivities.. and deal is I get the 4 tickets for game 1 for agreeing to deliver.. and the day off

grab 2 disbelieving buds ("NFW bro.. you're BS'ing me") and older brother (we needed a DD).. and we're off to Detroit... massive fun and embarrassment for hours...

we're almost in Detroit and finally look in envelope... we got tickets to a party.. turns out tickets to pre-game monster celebrity bash... everyone is there... baseball HOFs, announcers, celebs, governors, etc.. last call so we're stashing a truckload of beers in our coats... for the game... we head outside to find the car but we get kidnapped and placed on some special laid out buses that will deliver us to some special stadium side entrance...

we fall out of the bus... and headed to the outfield bleachers.. cuz we just know that has to be where our tickets are... usher immediately kidnaps us and escorts us to the 2nd row tier 2 directly behind home plate... so we start bitching cuz the screen is in front of us... heavyweight comes to us.. and asks for me by name... I ask him what for.. tells me the person he's looking for has tickets to the entire series plus events.. I tell him.. "can't help ya.. don't know him dude".. guy has really worried look on his face... turns around and heads back.. I yell out "just pullin your leg, I got 'em" (or I hope that's what I said)

Games over.. no clue who won.. back on the bus and wondering where the car is... kidnapped again and led back to another private NBC bash in some posh palatial suite... we're hammered... laying half on and half off couches.. Johnnie Carson show is on all the TV sets in the place.. so we go around changing all the channels... while we sing and howl... attendees are mortified

and another time I partied with the Moody Blues in their hotel room.. no wait, I have a conservative image to uphold... stopping here
 
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This is one of my all-time favorite threads. Up there with McNeil.

This story wasn't embarrassing for me, but it was for my parents. I was in 6th grade playing travel basketball. We would go all-around central ohio playing other travel teams. So we show up to play an inner city Columbus team and they absolutely smoke us. We quickly forgot about the loss when they told us they were providing lunch for everyone and Lawrence Funderburk was going to talk to us. We were so excited to get to hear from an NBA player and we couldn't wait to get his autograph. After he gives this great speech about how important our parents are and how important school is, we all rush up to get autographs. Since we had just played a game, we were all sweaty and smelly but my first thought was, "I'm getting my shoe signed!" I take the shoe off, give it to him, and he signs it. I was pumped. My parents say they were so embarrassed because the entire room could smell that shoe and they could only imagine how bad it smelled for him.


Another time, in 2008, it was opening day for the Cubs. Ernie Banks is a good friend of my grandfather and for some reason, he invited my family to his special statue being unveiled at Wrigley. We were chumming around with Hank Aaron, Jessie Jackson, and a bunch of Ernie's famous friends. It was actually a pretty small group of people that were with us in the center field box and so it made it even more weird that we were even there. I was a senior in HS at the time and was pretty much past the stage of asking for autographs, but my Mom goes over to ask Ernie for an autograph, while he's talking to Hank Aaron, and before she even gets all the way there, Ernie's wife says something to the effect of, "really?" I still crack up thinking about that moment and how awkward it was for my mom, as she walked back to her chair with her tail between her legs.
 
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I have spent too much of my life in an airplane. Not awkward but fun none the less.

Sat next to Brittany Spears mom in first class. She was a nice lady, not bad looking. MTV was in Kentwood to film a special and were traveling with her, they kept commenting on the Louisiana food. I had hunted at a camp next to their property, she knew the camp, asked me if I killed a deer.

Was in first class and a very gay flight attendant made a big deal out of Bill Cowher being on the plane. He was with his daughter at a basketball camp, and they were in coach, could not resist, class. They moved them up to first, no two seats together. I get up to offer my seat, I'm 6'4" 250 pounds and he smiled and said who did you play for. Thanked me.

One of the first times I was in first class I am flying back to Cleveland. Paul Warfield gets on the plane I start to talk to him and he has some mean looking dude with him. Turns out that dude was Hanford Dixon. I ran into Hanford at a bar years later, I am sure he did not remember me, doubt he remembered anything at that point.

Back when they let everyone past security in airports I was standing next to an attractive, blond, tan, buxom lady with tons of gold jewelry. I tried to make idle chat but she shut me down. The incoming flight lands and the first person off the plane is Hulk Hogan. He grabs the blond, his wife, as he is besieged by kids. Decades later he was in a booth next to my company's at the NACS trade show. I told him I had met him and his wife before in Tampa. Seems a few of us have encountered the Hulkster.

Was in Pure Platinum in Orlando, I think, and my buddy says to me look at that huge back dude that just walked in. It was Wilt Chamberlin. He was by himself. Surrounded by bouncers and dancers immediately but stopped and said hi at the bar, drinks were comped of course. He was in the VIP room after that.

Mike Shula sat next to me on one flight. Talked to him about being from Ohio and living in AL. I was not sure if he was married but he made a lot of progress with a sexy flight attendant. He was hired as Alabama's coach right after that.

They were filming some horse movie in Louisiana. I had taken our steering committe customers out to dinner, Annabelle's Plantation, and Kurt Russell was eating at the table next to us. The women went crazy. He graciously signed autographs. No one else even knew who he was.

We were at some old stone hotel in Virgina and Ron Howard and Ashley Judd were there. Ron came to our conference room by mistake. We asked if he was filming a movie, he said no just was meeting to discuss upcoming projects. I learned how make up and editing make some people much better looking than they are.

Living in NOLA for as long as I did I got to meet quite a few "famous" folk.
 
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FCollinsBuckeye;2332673; said:
Does Aaron Neville talk like a women or just sing like one?

:wink: :p

I enjoyed the song on the Howard Stern Show "What is that thing on Aaron Neville's face"


One time I was at a Youngstown Ursuline game and was sitting next to a tall slender black dude. We were talking sports. After a little bit he said his name was Herb. A little bit later he mentions that his son is a receiver (can't remember his first name) for Ursuline. His last name was Washington.

After way too much time I put it all together and realized he was baseball's only designated runner for the A's back in the 70's (I had his baseball card; the only reason I knew this).

Herb Washington was a really nice guy. Kind of felt stupid not realizing who he was right away. Owns a ton of McDonalds now and seems to be doing quite well for himself.

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Flying to Iceland they double booked my seat leaving Daytona for Philadelphia. Other guy was an asshole I was in uniform. The flight attendant told the guy she'd fix it, he said something to the effect of " you better missy". She fixed it and moved me to first class, right next to Chris Berman. He was actually pretty cool to me.
 
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I was running with SA embassy security staff in Washington D.C. It was a stunning 10K morning run from the Watergate Hotel to the Capital and back.

It was early in the morning and we ran along the Potomac before entering the National Mall. As we did, the spinklers came on.

Never before or since have I seen an image of America like that. It looked like gold coming out of the ground, as the sun lit the sprinkler water, with the Washington Monument in the background and the Capital in the distance.

I thought about all of that beauty and what all those people memorialized there had suffered to build a nation in which so many freedoms existed. The sacrifices that everyone in my family had made to serve in the Army and protect those freedoms. Then, I thought of what I had seen in the struggle for freedom in South Africa.

I have to admit that I cried a bit as I ran, it was that beautiful and moving.

As we turned at the Capital building, the sun was behind us and we picked up the pace. We turned to go up and around the White House to make up the 10kms. As we made the turn at the White House, I looked back, hoping for just one more glimpse of that beauty.

That's when it happened.

As I looked back, CNN's Wolf Blitzer--all five feet of him--was coming out of the White House press gate. I accidentally put a hit on him that would have made Jack Tatum proud. I could here the breath crushing out of him as we both went down, with him cushioning my fall.

As I stood to apologize, I could see that he was as shocked as me. I'll say one thing. He was generous in accepting my apology and showed no signs of thinking himself above anyone else. He grew in stature for me that day.

And so that was the day that a Buckeye took out CNN.
 
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scooter1369;2332772; said:
Flying to Iceland they double booked my seat leaving Daytona for Philadelphia. Other guy was an asshole I was in uniform. The flight attendant told the guy she'd fix it, he said something to the effect of " you better missy". She fixed it and moved me to first class, right next to Chris Berman. He was actually pretty cool to me.

Were you...with leather that evening?
 
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