I got to meet Flip Saunders today; he was in the store looking at the Beat's Pill. It was, needless to say, an interesting toy.
I couldn't quite place myself on who it was at first, because he seemed so short here but yet seemed so much taller when on the bench. I just stared and wondered for awhile, honestly. My coworker was the one who asked me, "Isn't he a coach?" He looked vaguely familiar, but I couldn't place the face to a name. It wasn't until I actually swiped his credit card (after he couldn't use his phone to pay for it) that I noticed his name.
"Holy crap, you're Flip Saunders."
He laughed, and I told him I felt a bit ashamed that I didn't recognize the man sooner. "After all, you were the guy that led the Minnesota Timberwolves to the WCF against the Kings." We just talked a little,
He's a nice guy.
(Is this relevant? Not really, but after all... when do you get to meet Flip?)