Emmy nods don't come every day, hell they hardly ever come to an actor on the network for teenage girls, or for a guy on a genre show that has to say stuff like "So, they shake their thing and the guy zombies out?" and make it believable, or on a show that hardly anyone even knows about But here I am sitting in an isle seat, with my girlfriend, Emily, right next to me, wearing a beautiful gown that makes her look stunning, and probably cost more than most starter homes, and she was holding my hand tightly as we sat and listened to the host discuss what it takes to be a leading man in a drama series. The host was a funny man from some show or the other that I can't name, because I don't think I've watched three hours of television since I took the job of playing Dean Winchester five years ago.
Dean Winchester became my life when I took the role. I hadn't intended for it to take over so completely, but when I met Dean, spent time with him, watched him in action, learned from his actions how to be honorable, loving, caring, and dedicated without wearing your heart on your sleeve, when I met the man behind the words-I knew that I had to play him to the absolute best of my ability. Because, Dean Winchester was a hero, and he wasn't a television hero, he wasn't a movie hero, he wasn't even a book hero, he was an ordinary hero. One that had flaws, was subject to manipulation, one that didn't always get the girl or save the day, but stood up and tried to fix the wrongs of the world. And as I looked at the scripts, I had to keep that in mind, and I wasn't doing it because I wanted stellar reviews, or an Emmy award, but because I wanted Dean, at any single moment, to be able to turn on the television and catch a glimpse of the episode and not be embarrasses, or think that I was truly the no talent pretty boy actor he had accused me of being when we met. This role was important to me. This role should be important to the world. But they will never know how the two men in an 1967 Chevy Impala saved the world.
And I suppose that is why I'm sitting here today next to probably the most stunning, understanding, and wonderful woman in the world, who I love and cherish, waiting patiently through this idiot's monologue about what it took to be successful man on a drama series, listening to his little jokes and not finding them funny, and waiting, and waiting and waiting for him to simply open that little envelope that says who won.
And finally, he did it. Finally he opened the envelope and said "The Emmy goes to….Aaron Sumpter."
I honestly don't remember too much more after that. I remember I had to get to the stage, take the award, and turn and face the room full of people that had no clue who I was, what show I came from, or how in the hell I had managed to get the award, sitting there and waiting for me to give my speech.
I remember standing there holding the statue, and I had no speech prepared, so, I opened my mouth and this is what was said: "Wow. This is an honor. Truly an honor. I want to thank Emily, my parents, Sara and Jake, my brother Thomas, my wonderful co-star Andrew, and God. But above all, I want to thank Dean Winchester for being a character worth this kind of praise. This award truly goes to him. Thank you." And I stepped off stage, and into the press room, pulled my cell out of my pocket and dialed.
"This is Dean leave a message."
"Dean, it's Aaron. You're finally getting the recognition and praise you deserve."