On Saturday night I was nervous but ready, like a great athlete. We were trying out the sketch at dress rehearsal. The only way you got the sketch on the real live show at 11: 30 P.M. was to destroy at dress at 8: 00 P.M.
Sandler hit me with his first line:
“Hey, Frank, did you hear about that meteor hurtling toward the earth?”
By this time, I lived in the same apartment building, the Regency House, that Adam lived in, and we shared an office, so I was good friends with him and he never called me Frank; he always called me Norm. Naturally, when he called me Frank I didn’t respond, and so Adam repeated his line, but I noticed there was an edge in his voice. If I’d been thinking, I’d have realized at this point that I was Frank, because Adam and I were the only two people in the sketch, but I wasn’t thinking. I was looking at things around the set, one table in particular. It was made of brown wood and reminded me of a table I’d once seen in a table store. So the two of us didn’t say anything at all. About twenty minutes passed and finally the show ended. Boy, Adam was really steamed at me about that one. And Lorne was too.
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