Unlike Moon, Frank "The Tank" or Ron Burgundy, the real Ferrell is nothing like the over-the-top characters he plays in his films. Sitting in his hotel room overlooking Los Angeles last week, Ferrell was soft spoken and reflective as he talked about playing soccer with his sons
We drove to Heritage Hall and I was like, "OK, what's this?" So we went down to the locker room and they dressed me up and they had surprised me. Coach Carroll had this idea to announce to the team that they just got this walk-on tight end. So, they drove me out in the golf cart and they were practicing for the Rose Bowl against Michigan for the national championship and I could see the guys looking and thinking, "Who is this guy?" Then I stepped out and took off my helmet and they all start laughing.
We then ran a play. We ran a go-pattern, yeah, I know the terms, it was just down the sideline and [
Stockholm was a different thing because you're in Europe and they're a little more like [in a Swedish accent] "Hurry up; if you don't finish in six hours, you're done." There's none of these human interests stories where it's like, "And 22 hours later, he crossed the finish line." Nope. They're like, "The follow-up van will pick you up." But it was kind of cool because you do your last lap in the Stockholm Olympic Stadium that hosted the Olympics back in 1912.
I did my best time in Boston, which is the coolest race of all. I broke four hours. I did 3:56 and people cheered me the whole way, and that was crazy because in New York people didn't even notice me. But by the time I ran Boston,