In the past, I have admitted that now and then I have ‘fanboyed out’ and lost my suave James Bond demeanor as I got a signature. It doesn’t happen often but it does occur. Michael Beck has done that to me twice.
Think about that for a moment. While extremely excited, I was able to converse with Tom Cruise and Hugh Jackman. Denzal Washington put me on my heels but I made him laugh at the end. I think I conducted myself well with Ray Bradbury, George RR Martin, and Tom Clancy. George Bush, Jimmy Carter, and Buzz Aldrin? A piece of cake. However, I have geeked out twice with Michael Beck.
I first got his autograph 8 years ago at SDCC. There was no line and I just walked up. It started off well: I said hello.
Then it fell apart. I babbled about how much I loved the movie, The Warriors. Well, I think I’m being generous with the word ‘babbled’. I think I uttered a syllable every few seconds. He was kind and said to take my time and I did take my time. However, I didn’t say anything else. I took my photo and left.