Whether it be karaoke, house party, or that fake story about him sneaking up on people in the park that I hallucinate during a coma fantasy, I think I speak for everyone here when I say that I hope I have at least one Bill Murray encounter before I die. Hmm, that’s a little morbid. Before he dies, maybe.

Anyway, the latest lucky Murray encounterer was a Packer fan, some tooly douche (probably) named Matt. I’ll let BlackbookMag take it from here:

“That picture is of him laughing in my face.”—Matt Katrosar My friend Matt Katrosar flew to Chicago last weekend to hang out with some of his Windy City pals and attend the Bears/Packers NFL playoff game. He was wearing a Green Bay jersey (in support of old-school Packers legend Ray Nitschke) amid a sea of Chicago blue. During the 2nd quarter, Matt celebrated a considerably good play on the part of Green Bay with the usual hootin’ and hollerin’ reserved for such moments. That’s when he was blatantly shoved from behind. Turning to catch a glimpse of his assailant, he discovered his pusher was none other than Bill Murray, a huge Chicago Bears fan, who was unapologetically enjoying the moment. Matt’s friend managed to capture a photo of Murray in mid-celebration, laughing at the rival fans. Naturally, Matt wanted a picture with the legendary actor. Murray’s response to his request? “Nitschke is a pussy.”

I want some of what Bill Murray has. There’s almost nothing he could do that wouldn’t be amazingly cool. Think about it: you could buy your three-year-old daughter an ice cream cone, Bill Murray could walk up and knock it out of her hand onto the sidewalk, and people would gather to laugh, and the only thing you’d be doing is fumbling to get your camera out. “Oh my God, look at her cry, classic! Oh please will you sign my daughter’s skinned knee, Bill Murray?”