I thought everyone was related to Kevin Bacon. You know, six degrees of seperation with Kevin Bacon
Some stories...
I don't smoke anymore but I was outside at an airport onetime and a guy asked me for a light. He had a guitar case and I asked him if he was in a band. Told me his name was Darrell Worley and I had never heard of him. A few months later he had a big hit about the 9/11 tragedy....
As teenagers, we snuck into a radio station to meet members of the Cleveland Browns. Met Lyle Alzado and he was very gracious with us....
The desk from the movie The Godfather is at a winery owned by Coppola in Napa Valley. A colleague of mine egged me on into sitting at the desk while he took a picture of me. It was roped off and instructions were prominent not to touch the desk. Some people at the display looked at us like we had robbed a bank
We were waiting for a cab in Seattle onetime and the ESPN crew was also. We tried to small talk with Joe Thiesman while we were waiting and he would have none of it. A word that rhymes with lurk comes to mind...
One night at the Four Seasons hotel in Seattle, I was not feeling that well and decided to go to bed early. We were with friends and my wife said she would be up after finishing her drink. The Yankees stayed at that hotel that night and she met Mariano Rivera. At first, she asked Mariano what he did for a living and he said he was a pitcher for the Yankees. She said really "You pitch for the Yankees?"
She got his autograph or I would not have believed the story.
My mother's maiden name is Connick. Supposedly, there is a distant familial relationship with Harry Connick Jr. My last name is the same as a lineman who blocked for Tony Dorsett at Pitt. He is a very successful high school coach here in the Cleveland area and there is not a football season that goes by without someone asking if we are related. Since my last name is ethnic and somewhat unusual, I am guessing there is a relationship somewhere in the past.