Back in the early 2000s, my friend had a roommate that worked on the TV side at
Miller Park. After the Brewers game, he took us on a back stage tour. We saw Uecker going into a elevator. I RAN for the elevator, and as the doors closed I stuck my arm in, to not let the doors close. Ueckers eyes widened, as if some NUT was after him! (Which of course, there was...ME!) I looked at him, and said "Mr. Uecker, can I please have your autograph?" Fortunately, I had a cap and marker with me.
He didn't say a word, and signed my cap for me! I have it here with me right now.