Meeting my idols

I'd like to stray away from the topic of baseball for a minute here.

Last night, I was lucky enough to see Colin Mochrie and Brad Sherwood perform their ridiculously funny "Two Man Group" improv show. I was so close to the stage that I could actually see them spitting. (The tickets were a Christmas gift from my mom. Thanks, Mom!)

The two of them are probably best known for their appearances on "Whose Line Is It Anyway?".

I've always loved "Whose Line". It will always be one of my favorite TV shows. I don't know that we'll ever see another like it.

It's always been a dream of mine to meet members of the "Whose Line" cast.

Yesterday, my dream came true.

After the show, Colin and Brad were outside the theater, signing autographs. I couldn't believe it. I'm usually averse to standing in long lines, but I never thought twice about waiting to meet them.

I bought a copy of their DVD while I was in line. For one thing, I'd been wanting to get it for a while anyways. Plus, I thought that their autographs would look fantastic on the DVD cover.

How right I was.

I thought it was great that they took the time to sign autographs after the show. They must've been there for a good hour or so with the amount of people that were waiting in line. I told them how big of a fan I was and even got a picture with the two of them after they signed the DVD cover (seen above).

They even did the dreaded "mousetraps" game during the show.

Thank you, Colin and Brad. 

Since this is a baseball card blog, after all, there's got to be a tie in. Right?

Over the years, I've had a chance to meet a few ballplayers. While my list may pale in comparison to others who might have a few years on me, I'm definitely satisfied with it.

I went into detail about the story of how I obtained the Kane County Cougars autographs here.

The player I'm most excited to have met is sadly one who is no longer with us.

At one of the first card shows I remember attending, my dad and I got to meet "The Bird", Mark Fidrych.

As I've mentioned before on this blog, Fidrych has always been one of my idols. My dad was a huge fan of "The Bird" when he was a kid, a trait that he's passed down to me ever since my love for baseball began.

Meeting one of your idols is an unbelievable feeling, something that doesn't come along too often in life.

Last night was one of those precious few moments.