Here is an old one from way back in the day. I went with my family to a Brewers vs. Twins game at the Metrodome. After the game they used to let you walk down into the loading dock (weren't those the days) and you could walk right up to the bus and stand next to a steel gate. Well my brother and I are standing there, me about 10 and my brother about 7. I had a Robin Yount 3,000 hit card so it must have been '93. Anyways, Robin Yount comes up to the gate and starts to sign autographs. He is making his way down the line and gets to me and stops after signing my card and says he has to get on the bus because it's about to leave. Well, my brother was standing next to me and immediately starts bawling. Well when Yount got on the bus he saw my parents consoling my little brother and he knocked on the window and started pointing. Me being 10 had no idea what he was doing, but immediately my dad told us to get moving. We literally sprinted to the car about as fast as a family of 4 could. We started to head downtown towards the hotel and the bus was a good block in front of us. My mom was driving when my dad yelled, "Boys, get out of the car!" We got out and ran two city blocks to try to catch the bus. Unfortunately, all of the players had already gone into the hotel and we were all bummed out. As we're about to leave we hear a distinctive voice say, "Hey, I've been waiting for you buddy, don't go away!" The voice was Yount and he was talking to my little brother. He signed my bro's 8x10, took a pic with him, and rubbed his head. He then walked straight into the hotel. He had waited on the bus specifically for my little brother. That my friends, is class!