Friday, October 30, 2009

Airports Can Be Fun

I have been around the world several times by now. I have spent what must be weeks or even months waiting in airports. I have been in JFK, La Guardia, and Newark. I have been to LAX. I have been to O’hare dozens of times. I have been in the airports in Miami, Rome, Paris, Tokyo, and many, many others. Still with all this time spent in the wonders that are modern airports, I have never seen a famous person. I haven’t even seen a relatively well known person. I only see the other weary eyed travelers struggling through their ordinary lives.

Monday night I was sitting at an airport bar in Detroit, drinking a beer, watching Monday Night Football, and reading the menu. Someone approached me on my right so I turned to see this would be bar friend of mine. I looked up at this mountain of a man and all I could muster to say was….Dave…..Winfield?

He looked down on my awestruck person and said, “Yeah, how are you?”

I am sure there are many of you who think I have still never met anyone famous. Who is this Dave Winfield you ask. I also know that I have some readers who are baseball fans and know exactly who sat by me the other night. Dave Winfield is a Major League Baseball Hall of Famer. He currently works for ESPN and is on TV quite often. I watched him play as a kid. While he was never one of my favorites any baseball fan can admire the exploits of a Hall of Famer.

While we ate our dinners Mr. Winfield and I talked. We talked about how terrible the Redskins are this year. We talked about our travel plans. He remarked to me during a commercial about lawn care that he wouldn’t want a yard that required that much work. I think he probably has a big yard, but pays someone else to care for it. Maybe he doesn’t. What do I know?

So I sat there at the bar carrying on a friendly conversation with a member of the Baseball Hall of Fame. I was like a kid on Christmas morning. Then he left and said, “Have safe travels my man.” That was it. My brush with greatness was over.

Before Mr. Winfield sat down by me Monday night airports only meant delays, waiting, more waiting, and time away from home. At least now when I walk through an airport I know there is at least a small chance that something fun will happen.

8 comments:

Russ said...

Dude, I grew up watching the Yankees! That would have been awesome. Of course now I couldn't give a rat's backside about baseball, but I'm sure I have a card or two of his...

PJ Mullen said...

That's pretty cool. I never meet anyone famous unless I'm with my buddy that travels for a living. We were in Vegas, he turned and yelled "Yo, Luda". I was like, who are you talking to? Turns out he had met Ludacris at the craps tables the night before.

Baby News said...

I confess. I had no idea who you were talking about. Very cool, though. I can understand your excitement!

Brandy said...

that must of have been awesome. for you. lol.

Rob said...

I am not a huge baseball fan but regardless that is awesome you could have dinner and chat with a Hall of Famer all at the same time. Makes the airport a little more bearable.

Have a good weekend.

surprised mom said...

Glad this airport pit stop turned into an adventure for you! I have met a famous person, but not at an airport. What a trip!

Manic Mommy said...

How cool that you got to sit and watch sports with a sports guy!

I used to travel a lot and also never ran into anyone famous. We did see Kathy Ireland in Disney World once.

Daddy Files said...

That's pretty great! Of course by Red Sox law I'm disallowed from carrying on a polite conversation with a former Yankee, but it's still pretty bad ass to chat with a Hall of Famer.