The Late Show

Imagine walking down a crowded street of New York City and coming upon a blocked off side road with a huge crowd of people clamouring to see what's going on. There's a large camera attached to a camera man and security personnel by the doors of the adjacent building. This building isn't just any building - it's reserved for CBS and the famous David Letterman.

Just like the sheep before us, we wandered over to see what the fuss was all about. Quite a few people came, saw, and left because nothing was there to be fussed over. Only a tennis court painted on the street and a few camera's scanning the crowd. The banners that hung over the people partitions did say THE LATE SHOW on them, but other than that, it was just a mass of fascinated people fascinating over very little.

After questioning the security, we came to find out that Maria Sharapova (winner of the Wimbeldon Tournament - who knew?) was going to be hitting a few with David sometime in the next little bit. The exact time - no one knew - but at least within the hour.

That was all the information I needed. I had lots to see and I didn't really care about David Letterman or the tennis queen that I hadn't even heard of until that moment. As we proceeded to leave, some in our group wanted to stay. So stay we did, for another 25 minutes, making a grand total of 40 minutes. 40 minutes of standing on achey feet in a crowd of other anxious tourists who knew no bounds in terms of personal space.

FINALLY, David Letterman shows up, takes off his coat and gets ready to match Maria, but to my complete surprise, Billy Crystal comes out following Dave. Now, I do know Billy! Maria comes out, but no surprise there - she is a typical, long legged, gorgeous blondie that can kick tennis hiney. They play for a matter of 2 minutes and after Billy throws his racket in trade for a baseball mitt, receives a serve and catches it, they're done. BUT, as an ending to the show, they scanned the crowd once more and... the camera slowed down on Richard, his brother David and I. We waved, it moved on. No biggie. However, we got home that night and recorded the show and wouldn't you know it, we're famous! Our faces graced the screen for split seconds - long enough to get in a quick wave. We were indeed on the tail end of The Late Show with David Letterman broadcasted nationwide. It was great! And, all of the sudden my feet didn't hurt anymore.