This summer my boys and I were getting ready to go home after some paintball at one of the battlegrounds here in Minnesota. A private party was coming in to replace our group. We realized it was a bunch of the Minnesota Wild players.
Too bad we had to leave because I think we could have taken them.![]()
When living in Milan I literally bumped into Marco van Basten when I hastily walked around a corner in Piazza San Babila. He's tall all right, and I can guarantee his chest is made of marble.![]()
^ He was very gracious about it, I have to say: I stomped his foot and banged my head into his chest and -he- apologised. Nice fellow.![]()
Nope. The closest would be olympic gymnasts.
Ran into Magic Johnson once at a resturant back when he was at his zenith with the Lakers. My girlfriend at the time knew the woman Magic was with so they came over and I got an introduction. Later, when he was called for his table, he went out of his way to walk over to me just to say it was nice meeting me.
The guy was a total class act.
Yeah, I bumped in to Trevor Linden once in Vancouver during the NHL lockout and had a pint with him while waiting for a table at a restaurant. Nicest guy.
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