Meeting Bill at Pebble Beach as a Kid

We’d like to thank Phoenix for sharing this story.

My story isn’t as exciting or cool as some of the others on this site, but I can say that I had the luck to meet BFM – twice!

I was a kid, about 10-11 years old, participating in the Golf Club at the local Boys & Girls Club (around ’98, I believe). Every year we got the opportunity to help out at the AT&T Pro-Am (held at the Monterey Peninsula Country Club in Pebble Beach, CA). Needless to say, this event was always packed with all sorts of celebrities and moneyed people – a lot of people I didn’t care too much about as a kid. But then there’s Bill Murray.

I remember hearing all of our “care-takers” going on and on about Bill Murray; I just kept thinking, “Where!? Where!?” From the large dining room where we were enjoying our lunches, I could hear him in the distance. So I decided that I was going to get this man’s autograph. I walked over to his table with a ball-cap in my hand and asked if he would sign it.

Without hesitation, he says, “Oh, sure thing, kid!” as he gives me a huge kiss on my cheek. I do believe he was asking me questions but I was so fixated on him I don’t remember what else he may have asked. He signed my hat and handed it; I walked away on clouds! I met him again the next year, same place and event. I went up to him and asked if he remembered me, to which he responded, “Of course I do!” and gave me another kiss on the cheek.

Whether or not he really remembered me, I’ll never know. All of the older women kept telling everyone else about how Bill Murray kissed me on the cheek. The only celebrity encounter that I will truly, never forget! Wish I took a picture.

A Walk Down the Fairway

We’d like to thank Tim for today’s story.

It was the summer of 2003 at the Greater Hartford Open. I was 12 years old working as a volunteer at the tournament. As an avid golf enthusiast and naturally a fan of Caddyshack, I was very excited to see Bill play.

After being snubbed earlier in the day by Bo Jackson, my morale was low. My hopes of meeting Murray were fleeting. I waited for Bill patiently to arrive at the hole where I was stationed.

As he teed off and began to move down the fairway, I knew meeting him was the truly important task at hand. He began interacting with the crowd. I took my chance. I must have screamed “Mr. Murray” about 10 times until finally he responded “Jesus kid, what?!”

I was so shocked at the fact that I was being spoken to directly, over everyone else, that I completely lost the ability to speak. He then praised my persistence and invited me to walk the rest of the hole with him and even signed my hat. Best golf memory I will ever have.

Bill Murray and My Mom, While my Dad Watched

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We’d like to thank Justin for sharing today’s story.

In ’92 or ’93, I came in from Oregon to visit with my folks at Pebble Beach. We were there for a Pro-Am Golf Tournament put on by Peter Jacobsen, a PGA pro who was a friend of ours. Bill Murray was his partner for the weekend and the shenanigans were many.

But the crowning moment was when Bill hit an incredible shot about a foot from the pin on the back 9, and the gallery went wild. Bill turned, addressed the crowd, and took a big bow. He then walked up to my mother (my father was right there) put his hands around her waist, leaned in, and planted a 5 second long wet kiss… on her nose.

He then gave my dad his golf glove and walked away.

Bill at the FedEx St. Jude Classic

We’d like to thank Ken for sharing today’s story.

I believe it was back in 2005. Bill Murray, being the golf nut that he is, came to play in the FedEx St. Jude Classic ProAm in Memphis, TN. My father and I have been the starters on the first tee for several years now. This year was a little different with a few celebrities in the mix. All of those who came were very nice on the first tee as we announced them off. Bill was no different. Perhaps a little funnier than the rest, and with a much larger crowd than all of the golfers that day. But just a nice guy. It was great to meet him. Continue reading

The “Autograph”

We’d like to thank Tony for sharing the following story.

Back in the early 90’s I was volunteering at a celebrity golf tournament in conjunction with the 1993 Final Four in New Orleans – yes, the Chris Webber time-out-with-no-time-outs-left game. There were scads of celebrities there, including Bill Murray. Murray gets out of the car he came in and several people want to rush over and say hello. He kind of non-chalants them, not being rude, but just going about his business. Continue reading