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05-21-2012 12:42 PM |
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Originally Posted by JimmyB1775
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I've never cared much for meeting celebrities. I always say there are only four people in the world I'd be excited to see in person and two are Saints. *
I went to the Drew Brees Charity Classic Golf Tournament in San Diego on Friday to get a pic and an autograph. It wasn't packed at all. Just enough people were there I make it difficult and aggravate the VIP's.*
So my first experience was meeting Darren Sproles. I'm 6'3". It was interesting. The thing that really bothered me about it was the way in which everyone was so pushy and rude to him. One man (and normally I'd refer to a man as a gentleman) showed up in his dirty pony tail and dirty beard with a binder of crap. Keep in mind, I tried to bring in my Who Dat Scotty Cameron putter for a signature from Drew and was told to put it in my car by the older lady working the front table. "no memorabilia" she said. *Old ladies are my bread and butter. I can get anything I want flirting with the elders and she was strict and harsh. I digress. Pony tail man had some 11 x 14 photos of Darren and asked him to write 328 yds 2 TDs on it an sign. I was appalled. Here I am feeling obnoxious because my buddy wants a picture and this creeper wants multiple pictures signed so he can sell them on eBay.*
Next was Drew. He comes up to the first tee and my buddy (crazy saints fan and dressed like one) yells at him. He says he's got to get a picture with his Free Sean shirt and my buddy pulls me in the pic and tells him I'm a Marine skipping work to get a picture. *Drew starts to smile and says "Wait, I need a picture with the Free Sean shirts" of which there were like 5 in the crowd. He literally kicked me out of my own picture with my own camera. I was devastated. *Seriously. I was blown away. So he takes the picture and I say "Drew, how bout our picture" and he said "Sorry man". Devastated. I realize he's got people all over him all the time. I get that. I just couldn't believe that actually happened.*
I managed to get a picture with him at the second hole but it's so blurry it literally looks like I took a picture with a stand up cutout.*
I'll never want to meet a celebrity again unless it's in the grocery, nobody else sees him and they don't have any family with them. Awful experience.*
I don't blame Drew for how he handled it. He's gotta get that 1,000 times a day in PR events like that and 98% come from creepers with soon-to-be eBay goods. Almost makes me glad I'm in the tax bracket I'm in. Almost.
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Well, just shake it off and continue to march ... you got an interesting thread out of it & I'm enjoying reading the posts, :lol: ... had similiar experiences with sports celebs & it's one of the reasons I refuse to wear a jersey with another man's name on it ... when I was a kid, the athletes were a lot more accomodating, but it seemed to turn sometime in the late '70s/early '80s ... the RedWing (hockey) players I run into are still pretty friendly though, maybe because most of them are born in foreign countries where they still teach manners, eh? ... here's my 'bad athlete experience':
When Kirk Gibson(current Arizona Diamondback Mgr & former Tiger) started out playing for the Detroit Tigers in the late '70s, him and Dave Rozema used to hang out in a place where my sister worked ... one night picking her up, I spot Rozema/Gibson at the bar and I ask them to sign a couple coasters for me ... Rozema was like, "sure", signs a coaster & hands it back to me ... Gibson goes off on this tirade about how, "it's people like you is why we can't go out & enjoy ourselves, blah, blah, blah" ... now, these guys are only about 4/5 years older then me, so I'm not liking the disrespect from Gibson ... I tell him something like, "whatever dude, your boy Rozema didn't have any problem with it, relax, I didn't want yours anyway" ... my sister comes up and tells them I'm just her 'stupid' brother and to ignore me, and it ends ... or so you'd think ... fast forward to 2000 ... SloMotion has a 12yr old daughter and she's an outstanding hockey player (defenseman) and I enroll her in an elite summer hockey program known for it's european-style training ... of the 30 or so students, she one of the top 3 skaters, has the hardest slapshot & quickly becomes known as the biggest hitter (girls mature earlier then boys, boys catch up around 14). During one session, she's consistently matched up for drills with this blonde-haired forward who she mercilessly pounds in the corners and along the boards as they fight for the puck ... so much so that the kid's mother is along the rail going beserck over her kid getting beat by a girl and motioning to him to change places so he wouldn't have to match up against her ... one of the other parents comes up to me and says, "you know who's kid that is your daughter's knocking around?" and I say, "no", to which the parent replied, "that's Kirk Gibson's kid & that lady going nuts on the glass is his wife" ... :lol: ... what sweet revenge ... of course, I never did mention the 'autograph' incident to him or his wife, Kirk was still a pompous ass at that time, but I did tell the rest of the parents and we all had a good chuckle the rest of the way every time my daughter matched up with his kid & beat him ... never believed much in 'karma' before that, but you know, sometimes what goes around, comes around ... :lol:
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