Word: autographing
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After the game, these girls simply mobbed the Crimson in hopes of getting an autograph or a chance to say hello. Just ask Allison Feaster, who was swarmed by more than one hundred little faces eager to meet the young lady who they had just seen score 28 points...
...they had attended the Boston premiere of the prospective Box Office Smash of 1977, "Star Wars." So this is how a big commercial film presents itself to the public these days, I mused. No skyscanning spotlights, no jewel-bedecked starlets traipsing out of glossy limos, no obligatory horde of autograph hounds hanging out their tongues in anticipation of the next celebrity to step out of a chauffeured car onto the theater sidewalk. Just a lot of regular folks ready and willing to sweat out the wait and shell out the four bills to screen another "Jaws"-type blockbuster...
...only has White kept everybody in line--he loves to call meetings--but he has also made Green Bay a newly desirable destination. "Black players now know they have a home here," says White. He knew he had a new home after an autograph session a few years ago with Favre in Sheboygan, some 50 miles south of Green Bay. "We signed for hours, and the fans were so nice. When we drove away, I looked in the rearview mirror, and they were lined up along the highway waving goodbye...
...company he built. Like Buffett, he remains unaffected, wandering Manhattan and Seattle without an entourage or driver. Nestled into a banquette one Sunday night at 44, a fashionable Manhattan restaurant, he is talking volubly when another diner approaches. Gates pulls inward, used to people who want his autograph or to share some notion about computers. But the diner doesn't recognize him and instead asks him to keep his voice down. Gates apologizes sheepishly. He seems pleased to be regarded as a boyish cutup rather than a celebrity...
...jaunty O.J. Simpson tacked through the usual media flotilla waiting outside the pastel-colored government building last Tuesday. He brightened when a young Hispanic man asked for his autograph. But once inside, away from the cameras, Simpson lowered his head and heaved a deep sigh. For this wasn't the Santa Monica courthouse where he's been spending most of the past two months defending himself in the wrongful-death civil suit brought by the families of Nicole Brown Simpson and Ron Goldman. This was the start of yet another trial, in an Orange County courthouse 40 miles away, where...