One of my favorite actors is John C. Reilly. I fell in love with his performance in Boogie Nights and of course in Magnolia. He also had a small part in Days of Thunder with Tom Cruise and was great in smaller films like, The Good Girl and Hard Eight.
He’s an all around actor. An actors actor. A director’s dream probably. Wow. John C Reilly.
Well, the other day I was at my local Sports Chalet – my favorite kind of ‘chalet’ fyi. I was shopping for extra small baseball pants, a baseball workout shirt and sliding pants for Jacob… and who was shopping there as well? John C Reilly.
I knew it was him right away. But when he asked a worker, “Do you sell tether ball sets?” I knew for sure. That high pitch falsetto type voice is unmistakable. Tether ball set though? Who plays tether ball now-a-days? Apparently John C. Reilly knows someone who does.
So I went up to him and asked him to lunch. He was a little put off at first but said, “What the heck – we all need to eat.”
He followed me to a local sushi restaurant on Honolulu Avenue in Montrose and we got a table right away. 11:30 is a perfect time to eat sushi by the way. Nobody is there yet.
I don’t usually drink in the afternoon, but if John C Reilly wants a beer, you have to get one too right?
We toasted two large Soporo beers to the wonderful store – Sports Chalet - and ordered a boat load of sushi.
We laughed, we talked about his role in Boogie Nights, we discussed family, the Valley, the weather, hot chicks and movie making.
Then something remarkable happened. Out from the back came a group of waiters with a birthday cake. They came up to our table and J.R., as he likes to be called, goes, “Happy Birthday, Glenn!” I was floored. Only one person in the world knew it was my birthday.
I blew out the 24 candles and everyone in the restaurant applauded with a loud cheer! They lifted my chair into the air and paraded me down the street singing “Happy Birthday”.
It was cut short due to the sudden rainfall. We ducked under a store’s awning and just when I thought it would let up, frogs started to land on top of cars, pounding them, blood, guts and frog legs splattering all over everyone.
We ran back to the restaurant, I grabbed an old lady who had fallen and frantically, desperately carried her back in.
J.R. screamed, “Let’s get the fuck outta here, Glenn!”
We got into his truck and tore down the wet, frog flooded streets and back to Sports Chalet to pick up the tether ball set and some paintball guns.
Then…
Uh…
What happened again?
I get stuck at the paintball guns part of my story.
Okay… I confess… none of that really happened. Except for the part about John C. Reilly requesting a tether ball set at the Sports Chalet in LaCanada. He grabbed a couple of cheap kiddie baseball gloves and I think a volleyball. I didn’t want to bother him but if I did I would have taken him out for Sushi or whatever he wanted to eat. I didn’t want to bother him. I’m not a ‘star-struck’ individual. I don’t like to bother people. Let them live their lives uninterrupted by crazy fans… Although he’s one guy I would have loved to chat with, or even take a phone pic with him and send it to Dale and say – ha-ha, look who I ate Sushi with why didn’t you answer your phone? That would have been nice… But I didn’t. I just called Dale and said… guess who’s at Sports Chalet?
Sushi with John C. Reilly. Damn… I missed my chance to ask him out.
Seriously. I would have.
J.R. email me at glenn@squint.tv and Sushi in Montrose is on me.
Seriously.
Email me.