Booster Gold is an anomaly of epic proportions.

Michael Jon Carter is a guy from the future who struck out at football and came to present to score lovely ladies and make nice with press photographers. He flies around with a little security droid, named Skeets of all things, who doesn’t seem to be much more than a gold-plated yesman with a history databank. He’s no great fighter, no great thinker, and according to a certain blue boy scout, not quite ready for a cape.

And yet here I am, finished with Geoff Johns’ epic year-long run, and I can’t help but wonder, is Booster Gold quite possibly the best super hero ever?

With Issue #1,000,000, we see Michael temporarily in the year, you guessed it, 1,000,000, encountering his far-in-the-future successor, Platinum Pete, and hey, whaddya know, he’s kind of a media whore. Nature: 1, Nurture: 0. In any case, once this brief meet-up finds its close, Booster is transported back to present day, having quit Rip Hunter’s Time Masters, aimlessly wondering what his life will bring next. Indeed, the man named Gold may have never seemed more blue.

Ah, but we can’t close the book on him just yet, as there are still a couple curveballs to be thrown. I won’t spoil it for those of you yet to pick it up, but I can definitely guarantee that where there are problems in the time stream, a grinning idiot will be there. He may not be a great fighter, but he did once match drinks with Jonah Hex. He may not be a great thinker, but he’s shown Mister Mind what’s what more than once. He may not be ready for capes, but he can pilot a high-speed timesphere (much to the chagrin of Barry Allen, I can assure you!).

So okay, he’s not the best super hero ever. But he is Booster Gold. And sometimes, that’s just what the world needs.