It was sad news to hear that Penny Marshall died. It's even sadder that most people (over the age of 50), only know her from her TV work as Laverne on "Laverne and Shirley." She's directed some amazing films -- Big and A League of Their Own, both with Tom Hanks. Hey, there may be no "crying in baseball" but there can be crying for Marshall. Losing this talent, at age 75, is tragic.
I met her once. Well, strike that. I didn't meet her. She walked by me, and we smiled at each other. I was in Beverly Hills at a benefit Paul McCartney was performing at. It was $500 a ticket, and lots of celebs walked by me, as I was standing near an area waiting for Sir Paul to sign my Sgt. Pepper record (he yelled at me, but that's a long story for another time). Whoopie Goldberg walked by, as did Jay Leno, Mick Fleetwood, Stephen Stills, and a handful of others. When Marshall walked by, that's the one person I was going to approach, simply to tell her I loved her films. But...for some reason I didn't. She smiled at me, and I smiled back.
I used to see her at many Lakers games. She's one of the many celebrities they'd show on TV at the games during the 80s "Showtime" era, which always ended with the camera on Jack Nicholson.
I hadn't seen her on TV at any of the Lakers games with Lebron on the team, but I'm sure she was there.
I found out Marshall was also a big collector of sports memorabilia. She has lots of signed baseballs, basketballs, and various jerseys. She was also contacted by Dennis Rodman, in regards to her making a documentary on him. About that she said, "I seem to attract crazy."