My Craig Morton story:
It was probably in the early 2000's. I'm at work. The receptionist (remember those?) buzzes my office and says that Craig Morton was on the line for me. I knew it had to be my buddy, Tim, that always gave the name of a celebrity (often a famous Cal athlete) when he would call my office.
Knowing that it was Tim, I picked up the line and:
Me: "Hey Craig, how is your wing these days, are you still slinging those 50 yarders?"
Voice at other end: "Well, to tell you the truth, it ain't good and I probably can't throw one 10 yards."
Me (realizing it wasn't Tim): "HOLY SH@it! Is this The Craig Morton?"
Craig: "Well, you are really showing your age to even know who the H@ell I am."
I then apologized and explained why I thought he was going to be my friend Tim when I picked up and told him how honored I was to talk to him.
Craig explained that he was working for the Athletic Dept. getting season ticket holders to renew. We had a nice conversation for about 10 minutes. He was a great guy. I renewed.
Cancel my subscription to the Resurrection
Send my credentials to the House of Detention
I got some friends inside
“I love Cal deeply, by the way, what are the directions to The Portal from Sproul Plaza?”