Dial 9-1-1
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Brushes with greatness. I know you all want to tell us what you had for lunch, but how about adding some...interest to your lunch stories? Going to Tim Horton's is always fascinating, and please, please, tell us all about it. However, going to Tim Horton's and seeing a celebrity like....Squire Barnes, now that's what I want to hear about.
So...if you've had a brush with greatness, let's hear about it.
Here's my one brush with fame...
I remember back in 1991, I was at a park outside Montreal where there were go-karts, a driving range and a batting cage. I was in the batting cage and was hitting about .975. The only problem was that the balls used were these heavy dimpled balls which could have also been used as shot puts.
The guy next to me, however, was completely destroying these heavy balls and he had a curvy blonde with him cheering him on. I could be wrong, but it appeared that she wasn't overly impressed with my accurate, yet impotent batting. In fact, I'm not sure she noticed me.
Anyhoo, the slugger left, but soon after, I found that I had my own fan watching me: Some old guy watching me go 29 for 30 from the right side of the plate. I think he was really impressed with my bunting skills as well.
The old-timer watched me for about 15 minutes. I knew that he was extremely impressed with my outstanding batting average, even though I couldn't hit the ball 50 feet. Yes, I thought, I'm good, and this old guy thinks so as well. So I kept buying more pitches, and the old-timer kept watching.
Anyhow, I realized a couple years after the fact what likely happened that day...
1) The guy next to me was Larry Walker (I didn't realize it at the time)
2) Somebody at the front counter told the old-timer: "Hey! Larry Walker is in the batting cage. Go check him out!"
3) The old-timer went to see Larry Walker in action, not knowing that Larry Walker (and his curvy blonde) had already left the theme park.
4) The old-timer went home and told all his loved ones that Larry Walker went 29 for 30 from the right side of the plate and was an excellent bunter as well.
So...if you've had a brush with greatness, let's hear about it.
Here's my one brush with fame...
I remember back in 1991, I was at a park outside Montreal where there were go-karts, a driving range and a batting cage. I was in the batting cage and was hitting about .975. The only problem was that the balls used were these heavy dimpled balls which could have also been used as shot puts.
The guy next to me, however, was completely destroying these heavy balls and he had a curvy blonde with him cheering him on. I could be wrong, but it appeared that she wasn't overly impressed with my accurate, yet impotent batting. In fact, I'm not sure she noticed me.
Anyhoo, the slugger left, but soon after, I found that I had my own fan watching me: Some old guy watching me go 29 for 30 from the right side of the plate. I think he was really impressed with my bunting skills as well.
The old-timer watched me for about 15 minutes. I knew that he was extremely impressed with my outstanding batting average, even though I couldn't hit the ball 50 feet. Yes, I thought, I'm good, and this old guy thinks so as well. So I kept buying more pitches, and the old-timer kept watching.
Anyhow, I realized a couple years after the fact what likely happened that day...
1) The guy next to me was Larry Walker (I didn't realize it at the time)
2) Somebody at the front counter told the old-timer: "Hey! Larry Walker is in the batting cage. Go check him out!"
3) The old-timer went to see Larry Walker in action, not knowing that Larry Walker (and his curvy blonde) had already left the theme park.
4) The old-timer went home and told all his loved ones that Larry Walker went 29 for 30 from the right side of the plate and was an excellent bunter as well.