We’d like to thank Dujuan Thomas for sharing this story.
My ROTC group was in Charleston, SC for a trip. We went to the RiverDogs game and after a while I decided to wander around. I was about to take a panoramic picture of the stadium when someone said Bill Murray had just walked by. I told my friend and we went off to find him.
After a few minutes, we saw him sitting near the team’s dugout. By then, I was super excited! I was like “it’s Bill Freaking Murray!!” After watching some guy go down and talk to him, I finally gained the nerves to go down myself. I came beside him and said, “Hey Mr. Murray, sorry to intrude but I had to meet you.” He said “it’s alright, sit down with me the batter’s up.” Continue reading
We’d like to thank Brad Freeman for sharing this story.
It must have been sometime in early January of 2008 that I traveled to Reykjavík, Iceland for an international Judo tournament. Being there for a competition rather than on holiday, I had the pleasure of seeing little else in Iceland outside the hotel and tournament arenas. I was in the best shape of my life, and at 5 feet 11 inches tall, I was competing at a very slender 145lbs.
One late night in the hotel, I found myself in a small sauna trying to shed water-weight for next morning’s weigh-ins. I must have been in the hot wooden room for a couple hours before a man entered wearing a towel about his head not unlike a turban. He took a seat in the hot box, and it took a few minutes before it registered that I knew this man. It felt as though I must have stared at him for a bit before timidly asking, “You’re Bill Murray, right?” He took a moment and then responded in typical Murray fashion with a “Yeah… that seems about right.” Continue reading
We’d like to thank Chris for sharing this story.
In the late ’80s when I was very young, my parents took me to a Salt Lake Trappers game in Salt Lake City. Bill Murray was part owner of the team at the time and, on the night we attended, he happened to be at the game. During one of the breaks between innings, several of the players grabbed Bill and dragged him around the bases.
My dad happened to catch a foul ball during the game. Afterwards, he snuck onto the field and into the player’s dugout, where he asked Bill to autograph his baseball. Bill took the ball and asked my dad, “Aren’t you supposed to give these back?” My dad didn’t know how to reply until Bill smiled, signed the ball, and handed it back to him.
We’d like to thank Todd for the following story.
When I was about 8 or 9 years old (I’m 44 now) I was at an Aberdeen, Washington baseball camp – I believe the team was The Chokers (it was a logging town in those days). Bill Murray, famous at the time for Saturday Night Live, was a guest baseball coach. I believe Meatballs was also getting ready to come out, so my timeline may be off a bit.
I knew him from Saturday Night Live because my dad always had us watch it when we were kids. I was able to get his autograph, but over the years I lost it. There was even a skit on SNL called “What I Did on My Summer Vacation” that included this baseball camp in the video. Wish I could meet him again to get his autograph and a photo I lost so many years ago.