by [Q] on Mon Nov 12, 2007 6:12 pm
my friend had a life changing experience the other day.
here's his story:
Wow ladies and gentlemen, I have been in seattle less than 24 hours and I had the overwhelming need to blog about seriously one of the most amazing things that has ever happened to me. Granted I gave most of you who are tagged here a rundown of the story, but I've also tagged new faces and who knows maybe this will show up on your mini feed and you will relate to it as well.
So I get on the plane for seattle at about 5:30am today and I''m assigned a seat behind the emergency exit. Most of you who have flown planes before should know that whoever sits directly next to an emergency exit on a flight needs to read a brochure and consent to be willing to help get people off of the plane in case of an emergency. Well guess I had some n00bs sitting in front of me because when they were told this they were freaked out and asked to move, which the airline fully consented to.
So now, the plane is about to close its doors when one last passenger runs onto the flight and plops down in the emergency exit row, right in front of me. The flight attendant asks him if he's familiar with the emergency exit process and he fully consents. I got a good long look at the person when he same in to sit down and I kept on peering at him through the crack in the seats. Turns out this person was none other than CHRIS JERICHO. And if you don't know who that is, let's just say for now that he's most famous for his work as a professional wrestler, and I'll get into more details later.
He immediately fell asleep with a blindfold on and ipod in his ears. I knew I needed to talk to him, though. The coincidental chain of circumstances that led to this larger than life figure sitting literally inches from me was just too good to be true. It took me all the nerve to tap him on the shoulder after he finally woke up when the plane was about to land to actually ask him if he was indeed the AYATOLLAH OF ROCK AND ROLLAH, and he confirmed. All I could tell him was that I really admired his work, and I was very thankful for everything he had done, especially when I saw him live at Wrestlemania 21. After thanking me politely, he actually directed the conversation away from wrestling and asked where I was from and what I was planning on doing in seattle. And that was that.
The reason why this encounter was so important to me is that Chris Jericho was arguably one of the top stars in professional wrestling in the last decade. But he wisely stepped away from the business in the last couple of years in lieu of greater concerns for his long term health, a decision VERY FEW wrestlers have ever made - a decision which has literally meant life or death for a lot of Chris Jericho's friends, peers, and role models. Professional wrestlers literally put their lives on the line everyday, in both the short- and the long-term, regardless of how "fake" you think their profession is. Whether it be to feed their families, perfect a performing art, or fulfill selfish, testosterone fueled desires for attention and admiration, many men who have portrayed invincible adonises on television have either withered away into relative obscurity, or even worse, death. So when I met Chris Jericho, especially with internet rumors rampant about his return to the wrestling business (cuz hey, lets face it, I'm sure his family had problems adjusting to a new lifestyle when his income was reduced by at least 80%.), I didn't need him to sign my boarding pass or some other worthless memento. I didn't even need to take a picture with him to prove to you all that I met a celebrity. All I felt I NEEDED to do was show him that his work was appreciated on a deeper level than feeble celebrity glamour.
So to Chris Jericho the performer, and the man Chris Irvine who embodies that persona, thank you again.
