If you’ve never been to this blog, let me just tell you.. I LURVE Bill Murray. I met him once and it was a most unfortunate story that you can read here. I promised myself then that if I ever had the opportunity again, I would be way cooler…. and, I almost was, almost.
For those who don’t know, Bill Murray is part owner of the Riverdogs, a minor league baseball team here in Charleston. He is at their games pretty often.
Jeremy and I were at the game for a good friend’s birthday. I kept looking up into the box seats for Bill Murray. No dice. Then all of a sudden my Bill Murray radar went off.. I looked over just as he was getting up from his seat in the stands! It really happened.. Just like that. I squealed, “Bill Murray is here!!” to which all of our friends were like “Where?!” We all began arching our necks to get a glimpse at the legend.
The debate immediately began. We wanted our friend to go talk to him since it was his birthday. He didn’t want to. (He and I are going to do a psych eval about that soon.) I was bouncing in my seat.. I didn’t want to bother Bill…. but then again, I really wanted to bother Bill. I wanted to meet him, and to show him (although he doesn’t remember me) that I can do better than scare an old man on a bike.
Next thing I know we are standing in a line of little kids waiting to meet Bill Murray. I did feel guilty. I want Bill Murray, and all celebrities, to be able to live their daily lives and enjoy a baseball game without a line of people waiting to take a picture with them. But, my friend and my husband pointed out that he has a box seat for that, and he sits in the stand anticipating this. When I got to the front of the line, I realized they were right! Bill Murray was equipped with a stuffed groundhog for the kids and a sharpie for the adults.
So, I told Bill Murray that meeting him was the happiest day of my life other than when I married Jeremy. To which he half laughed and looked at me like I was a little crazy.
Then I asked him if he would sign my cell phone cover. (It was the only thing I had for him to sign.) He said Yea!
Then I said, “You don’t understand, I LOVE you.”
Then I asked him if I could hug him. He gave me a sheepish look and said yea again! I hugged him good too! No ex boyfriend hugs with the patting on the back. It was a quality hug.
Then, it was Jeremy and our friend’s turn.
Jeremy let him know that he was the only man in the world that could steal his wife.. Then Bill Murray said that I’m pretty. Bill Murray thinks I’m pretty…. my life is complete. (P.S. This is not a true statement. Jeremy and I are lifers.)
During all of this I was holding the camera. It was ok until I began to cry… uncontrollably. What is wrong with me???????? I was mortified. I couldn’t stop. I couldn’t talk myself down from that ledge. I had to go the bathroom and blow my nose and fix my mascara and revel in how I almost played it cool with Bill Murray. Almost.
**Shout out to our friend Brian for his awesome iphone photography skills.