All the Celebrities I've Met, Part 2
I met Jerry Glanville at a dive bar named Whitey's around the corner from my old apartment in Arlington, Va. He was in town to call a Redskins/49ers game, I believe. Anyway, at the time (98 or 99) I was unfamiliar with him other than being aware that he had been Bill Goldberg's coach when he was with the Falcons (my friend Crotch who is a big sports fan recognized him immediately).
I asked him what he had thought of Goldberg as a footballer, and he said that he didn't know, because Goldberg always seemed to be hurt. He also did this weird thing where he sort of backhanded me in the chest a few times...less like Ric Flair chopping and more like you'd pat someone on the back. Later on, after a few more beers I was having trouble working the newly installed electric eye thing on the bathroom sink, and Glanville came over and helped me out, and then backhanded me again.
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Hopefully that was AFTER he peed. Tell the Warner Wolf story next!
When he got the sink to get it to work, did he say, "and that is why you can't roller skate into heaven".
I wonder if he now leaves ticket at University of Hawaii for you BRG, since Elvis never showed?
Bmman is that relly you?
Indeed it is. I've been off of blogging because I've been pretty behind in work, so I've stayed away.
How was Belfast?
BRG - Since I know how much you really enjoy Rick Sutcliffe, I just hope you have been able to hear the tape of the Red Barron all booozed up at a Padres game. If not take a listen, (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6MT0JTwBehA.).
Bmman - Belfast kicked ass! As for you, I don't think you have time for that work bs. I think you have bigger fish to fry. You need to free up you schedule to take over for Matsui.
boski:
i'll have to take a listen to that. it's existence may explain the sudden spike in Sutcliff-related search terms that has been bringing people here!
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