We’d like to thank Megan Evans for sharing today’s story.
My husband came home telling me that he received free tickets to a RiverDogs game from work. I was happy, we could use a fun night out, and the team was in the playoffs, doing so well, so we decided to go and meet a big group of his work friends.
When we got to our seats, I said “Hey, look, Bill’s here! I’m going to meet him tonight.” I was trying to pay attention to the game and have fun when, wouldn’t you know it, it was near the last inning. A friend and I saw him get up from his seat and we immediately started to get up from ours. This was it, now or never. I am from the Chicago area, a small town called Thornton. I decided I would tell him as a fellow Chicagoan how much I appreciate him.
So finally we decided to go down by him, I really didn’t want to be annoying or bother him, but just have a friendly hello, maybe a picture. We got to the row I’m front of him and I asked if I could take a photo with him. He simply said matter-of- fact like, “You know we have men on base here, right?”
My face turned red and I started to turn around and walk away when he said “Well, now you have to sit here and wait for it to finish.” And then as I sat back down, he patted me on the shoulder like a dad would. I was so overjoyed, how cool was this?
I sat back down and turned to tell him how I am also from Chicago and really wanted to meet him, and he asked what town. When I told him he said “Oh yeah, I know Thornton, they have a great basketball team.” WHAT?! Bill Murray knew where my little quarry town was, a town with about 2,000 people total? Thanks Bill, for the best baseball game of my life.
