I think I saw Matt Bullard in the parking lot of some haunted house in downtown last year. He was dressed like Count Dracula. ------------------ WE WILL WATCH THEM FALL... next year, at least.
I saw Steve Francis at Luby's one time in Deer Park. The amazing thing is that nobody went up to him for his autograph. He and a couple of friends were there with him. It was the day Maryland lostto Duke in the ACC Tourney so I assumed they were all watching the game together and went to get some grub. I think they may have been friends from San Jac or something because why else would Steve be in Deer Park. Maybe he lives nearby or something but it was totally unexpected to see him at Luby's. I also got Andy Pettitte's autograph going to a friends house in Deer Park. He lives in a pretty nice part of Deer Park, though Deer Park is all pretty much good living. I also saw Andy at a little league game one time here in Deer Park. We got a pretty nice facility for the little leaguers. I think Andy actually helped fund it or something because they are the nicest little league fields I've ever seen. ------------------
i forgot about a cool experience a friend of mine (cough cough, i know. but i actually believe this one) had in galveston: my friend was at a bar there and as he was leaving, backing his car out of the parking lot, another car hit him, although lightly. he proceeded to get out of the car, a little pissed off, when barkley and drexler got out of the other car. they were really apologetic and to make up for the incident, took him inside and had a couple of drinks with him. not bad, eh. ------------------
Not to get off topic, but if that story's true than it almost completely proves that all those rumors of a Chuck/Clyde feud were false. Clyde was also the one that posted Charles' bail when he threw that guy through the window in Orlando... If anything, it sounds like they were good friends(especially if they were hanging out at Galveston together!). Figures that the media would do anything to kill our chemistry during the original Big Three years... [This message has been edited by AntiSonic (edited July 10, 2000).]
OT, the Rocks' used to have training camp in Galveston. ------------------ "Stranger things have happened, but none stranger than this" - Commentator after a parachutist landed in the ring of a Holyfield fight
But when Barkley threw that guy through the bar window, Clyde was with him having drinks. So, the Galveston bar thing could be possible. I met Sleepy Floyd at holiday cleaners. I've met many others too. There's a thread I started a few months ago that is exactly about meeting NBA players. Feel free to look it up.
I saw Patrick Swayze at a mall in Kingston, Ontario in the summer of 1995. .... I think it was him, anyway... ..........okay.. It was just some guy who looked like him. Sorta.. ------------------ My dream job is to be a Houston Rockets towel-boy.
I saw Robert Reid at Dave and Busters, he was wearing, and I kid you not people..(light , pale pink daisy duke shorts with knee high white socks, and a tank top. I saw Matt Maloney at the movies in Sugar Land, the day after his contrat, (one of the biggest mistakes the rockets ever made) , we were watching the Matrix, he was by himself, and got in like 15 minutes after it started, then like 30 minutes later he left, and was crying.... I think Keanu Reeves was getting roughed up during that part of the movie, hence the tears.. now bust this people,..I WENT TO SCHOOL AND HAD STEVE FRANCIS for a class, in 97 at San jAC,......oooooooooooooooooooooooh ohhhhhhhhhhhh OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOhhhhhhhhhhhh bust IT.... COME ON PEOPLE BUST THAT ONE, YA CAN'T THATS RIGHT, YIIIIIIIIIIIIPPPPPPPPPPPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE ------------------ GOT MILF!!! :O)
I stand corrected. I was not aware that Clyde was with Barclay when he threw the guy thru the window. ------------------
GOD I LOVE KORN!!!!!!!!!! I saw KORN and Metallica and Kid ROck Sunday, they rocked... THEY KICKED major ASS, even though James Hetfield wasn't able to be there due to back problems...... KORNNNNNNNNN ROCKS ------------------ GOT MILF!!! :O)
I may have the grandaddy of them all (literally). I used to work at Sportstown across the street from Willowbrook Mall. I met several sports stars then. I met Clyde Drexler there, he was signing autographs (he played for Portland at the time) for Avia when he used to wear that brand of shoes. He was very cool. Hakeem came in once, but was very quiet and was not in very long. I didn't ask him for his autograph. Sleepy Floyd did an autograph signing there, he was an a$$hole. Roger Clemens was the same, an a$$hole. My friend stole the licens plated off his Porsche parked out back. They said "Super K." But the best moment was when Larry Bird hobbled in with casts up to his knees and on crutches. This was 89-90. He just wandered in. He apparently had surgery in Houston on his legs.....not sure if it was his knees or ankles. Anyway, he bought a Celtics hat. I asked him to play horse with me, but he declined. Cooooool Larry!!! ------------------ HOOP-T ------------------
I met Scott Brooks once. He was shopping at the Galleria. I have an autograph on a Sak's Fifth Avenue shopping bag. ------------------ Doink!
I was at Trudy's in Austin (the one on 30th), and chris mihm and chris ogden were with a group of people. NOt one person went up to chris mihm, it was like he wasn't there. Im sure he was happy though. ------------------ "Don't they get cable in Canada ?" Keith olbermann, after watching hakeem block terry catledge's shot 5 times.
i'm not doubting your story but why was Bird buying a cap for his own team? Just thought that was kinda weird. I mean couldn't he get them free in Boston or something?
I watched Tony Hawk and the birdhouse team skate at a demo here in SLC a few weeks ago. Sorry, just wanted to contribute. ------------------ The ClutchCity 500.
I think I can top all of you, i visit Vegas a lot since I live in California and at Bellagio I ran into Don King and his HUGE escort of twenty something people. Anyway I went up to him and started talking to him and he bought me some drinks and brought me some women. Right then I knew how he had Mike in his pocket for so many years I have another one that my cousin did, this one is funny. I went down to visit him at UC-Riverside in LA, where he goes to school, anyways we go to this bar in Irvine and get somewhat wasted when who comes through the door none other than Dennis Rodman. Anyways my cousin is drunk and when Rodman drops something on the floor he goes up behind Rodman and grabs Rodmans hips and acts like he's doing him from the back. Rodman turns around and almost starts a huge brawl. After some heated words from both of our parties he goes and sits down. About 15 minutes later Rodman and his friend come up and sit by us and buy us some drinks he wanted to make sure "We are all here for the same thing" which was girls. Then to contradict himself he kissed my cousin on the cheak...Anyways he stayed for another 20 mins and then said he had to go. Man that guy is weird. Anyways he was a cool guy and other than the kissing my cuz seemed normal. I think those two stories just topped your list, I have many more but no patience to type any longer. ------------------ "We need to fockass".....Dream back in the day
Well .... I was at a Rockets fund raiser and while talking to Hakeem and Charles, Hakeem accidently spilled club Soda on Charles shoes while imitating Charles's free throw stance. Charles got truly angry and Hakeem kept giggling. Ya had to be there. But that is not my story. While chasing an out-of-bounds ball, Drexler ended up in my lap, the last year he played. He spilled my beer all over me and he took forever to get himself untangled. He never said a word. Not even a " ..... rakin' frakin' splindorf.....". Cost me a beer and a soggy seat to have some future hall of famer ignore me. Hey! I've been married twice, I know what being ignored is ......! But that's not my story either. This is my story. It involves giggles and falling. Actually it involved soaggy drawers too, but I won't go that far. I was jogging in Walden (Montgomery County) in the early 1990's, and was cruisin' after about my third mile, and groovin' to some tunes. Kinda spaced. Spaced is right because I ran right into the back of some one jogging in front of me. Splat!!! Down we went. Me laying on top, my shades all twisted, knees skinned up, headphones stuck in my mouth and eye .... I'm apologizing and trying to get up .... and I reach out to push myself from the ground and grab a soft fleshy hunk of something .... I hear "...oooh, I'd rather you didn't do that ...." and realize I have some semi-exposed mammarial-adipose tissue in my clutches. I make a sound half way between a squeek and a gulp .... kinda like a seal who has his flipper caught in a shark's teeth ...... and I am apologizing and "ummmmm and ahhhhhh and sorrrrry and ....." ..... and she giggles. ......... well,I come almost unglued .... 'cause I know that giggle. I stop dead in my tracks and lay back, look over, and with mouth wide open ..... words fail to come out, body is numb, eyes are bulging past the headphones and mud ...... there she is staring back with this gorgeous face, sparkling eyes and an exposed upper chest hanging askew from her bra-less muscle shirt. ......... she easily extracates herself. ......... she waves bye-bye, cutesy-like. ......... she giggles once more and is gone. I am stunned. When I finally gather enough strength to get up. I quickly, faster and faster begin to right my crap. Square away my brain. Throw away my cassette and headphones, and leave my shades on the ground. Then run faster than I have ever run in my entire life ....... before eventually stopping about a mile away ..... gasping ....... and crying in despair ....... I have to stop, because she is nowhere in site. I just couldn't catch Farrah Fawcette to tell her I would gladly die just to reach over and touch that soft,mound once again. Maybe even tuck it back in place for her.
I HAVE A GOOD one. Growing up my idols were Jose Canseco and Charles Barkley, the both still are. I have met both of them, but meeting Jose was amazing. Back in 1988, the best year of his career. I was 12 years old. I went to Arlington to watch the Rangers play the A's and stayed at the same hotel as Oakland. I found out what floor Jose was on, and I waited (July 2, 1988.) I told Jose happy birthday, and he was impressed that I knew. I also told him that I was cuban also, so we just started talking. He invited me to the pool to play football. We played for three hours, by the end of the three hours we had 33 kids with us. He then took us all to lunch and hung out with until late that day. talk about an amazing experience. My father video taped the entire event, I watch it from time to time. 3rd best day of my life, behind the two championships! The night I met Barkley, well that is another story. ------------------ A Chuck paraphrase: It was surreal! And I don't even know what that means! Charles after Eddie hit THE SHOT
DAMN oeilpere!!!!!! you lucky son of a ... I was working in the produce for a grocery chain up here in pennsylvania. I was filling potatoes when I hear this voice, "what are the sweetest onions?" I turned around to see who it was, it was none other than Richard Gere. It was all over town that he and Cindy Crawford (who were married at the time) had bought a (very very expensive)house in the area. Needless to say I worked some un-godly hours waiting for Cindy to come in, but she never did. ------------------ "When your dead, anything's funny."-John Lennon
