Just back from dinner.I am convinced I spotted Bob Sanders from the Colts, one of my faves, sitting two tables over, but my husband says I'm crazy. And to that I say, 'Tell me something I didn't know.' I still think it was him. Yes, I was staring at his back, but I did see the guy walk in...and he didn't do THAT backwards.Same hair, same height, same everything...even a watch on his wrist the size of the plate my tiramisu was sitting on. Wonder how much that thing could go for on Craigslist?So, this was our conversation for a good ten minutes. Was it him? Was it not? Yep, that's him. No, Greg said, it's not, just a guy trying to look like him, and something about his wife needing a hobby.Greg practically cringed when I grabbed my cellphone to take a pic with plans to twitter it, only it turned out blurry. Don't think I didn't consider hiding behind the plant to his right to snap a profile view, but Greg threatened to grab the boys and run, mumbling something about stalker laws and he hoped I had cabfare.Heck, maybe Sanders isn't even in town. But, it sure looked like him and that's good enough for me.By the way, he ordered the lasagna.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
On Spotting Bob Sanders...I Think
Just back from dinner.I am convinced I spotted Bob Sanders from the Colts, one of my faves, sitting two tables over, but my husband says I'm crazy. And to that I say, 'Tell me something I didn't know.' I still think it was him. Yes, I was staring at his back, but I did see the guy walk in...and he didn't do THAT backwards.Same hair, same height, same everything...even a watch on his wrist the size of the plate my tiramisu was sitting on. Wonder how much that thing could go for on Craigslist?So, this was our conversation for a good ten minutes. Was it him? Was it not? Yep, that's him. No, Greg said, it's not, just a guy trying to look like him, and something about his wife needing a hobby.Greg practically cringed when I grabbed my cellphone to take a pic with plans to twitter it, only it turned out blurry. Don't think I didn't consider hiding behind the plant to his right to snap a profile view, but Greg threatened to grab the boys and run, mumbling something about stalker laws and he hoped I had cabfare.Heck, maybe Sanders isn't even in town. But, it sure looked like him and that's good enough for me.By the way, he ordered the lasagna.
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Deb, I had the same experience back in January. My wife and I were at Famous Daves BBQ on Michigan Rd. We sat down at a table, with booths behind us. I got up to go to he bathroom, and there sat Tony Ugoh in the booth behind us. He was Donte Hughes. We went out for my daughters birthday, but the whole time, I was trying to lean back and eves drop on the conversation. My wife got a little annoyed by it by the end of dinner. Caught some interesting conversation :) Anyway, as we were getting ready to leave, I got my daughter out of her high chair, put her on my lap and turned 1/2 way to face them. My daughter, being miss social said, "hi!". Of course, that was dear ol' dads chance to say hello as well!!! :)
Its the small things in life right?
Love it! Next time, I'll send over my four-year-old!
Deb
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