Several years ago, I was at a New Year’s Eve party in New York City with some friends. One of those friend-of-friends had some sort of on-again-off-again relationships with Josh Saviano, who played Paul Pfeiffer in “The Wonder Years.” Now, “The Wonder Years” was one of my absolute favorite shows growing up, but Saviano was no longer an actor. In fact, he was a law student at the time, I believe at Fordham. Anyway, I was drunk, and I wanted to talk to Saviano, but I didn’t want to be that guy who chatted his ear off about “The Wonder Years” and Danica McKellar and were those rumors about Fred Savage true and what did he think of all the Marilyn Manson comparison? So, I ended up spending a good half hour drunkenly talking to Saviano about law school (I’d just graduated myself), and never once did I betray the fact that I knew him as Paul Pfeiffer. He was just a guy who went to law school, who had dated a friend of a friend, and nothing more. He introduced himself as Josh, and that was all he ever was. He was totally dorky, amiable, and charming, basically exactly how you’d expect Paul Ffeifer to grow up, but because I never broached the subject, I never got any insight, and my brush with “greatness” ended up becoming a lousy, banal story.
Surely, you can do better. We did this many years ago, but Bierce suggested we do it again, and there’s been plenty of turnover among out commenters, and lots more brushes with greatness to explore. It’s Friday. We’re in time-killing mode before the reviews start appearing, so let’s have him. What’s your best brush with greatness story?
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