Saturdays with Horace

While the lovely Louisville wedding I was attending last weekend wound down, word circulated that 4-time NBA champion Horace Grant was enjoying a drink at the hotel bar. No, he wasn't wearing his goggles, so no one could confirm for sure that it was him, but I ran downstairs to check things out and eventually introduce myself, which led to an approximately hour-long chat.

Here's me and Horace chatting about golf. Notice how engaged he is by my witty banter.

Here's me wearing H's 92'-93' Bulls championship ring. I thought it'd be more impressive

And here's me and H before he heads to bed. Notice how his hand takes up nearly my entire upper arm. Also, while noting his size, consider that he expressed amazement at how enormous Lebron James is.

Basically it was the perfect celebrity encounter. We chatted about our golf games, my new career (mainly just part of my proving that I wasn't an undercover ESPN reporter), his kids, hobbies, life on the road in the NBA (Cleveland's the worst city), how great AI is (at least to other members of the Grant family), etc... He threw comments like "When I talked to Scottie the other day" into conversation without seeming pretentious, and he even volunteered to call my brother and say hi when I mentioned what a big Bulls fan he'd been. Quite a nice perk to an already nice weekend.