Ask anyone and they'll tell you that I have a "type"... I like tall guys. Yesterday, when I was getting off the elevator I ran into a guy. I actually almost ran over the guy, since I'm used to having no one in front of me. Well, as soon as I saw him I said, "Whoa!".
He smiled. He was 6'5 and looked good. Admittedly I was immediately confused, since I knew there was no baseball in town. I also knew he wasn't a basketball player (i.e. The Wirk knows basketball) so I dismissed it. Well, today I learned from my driver that a visiting hockey team was in town. Sure enough when I looked at the team's roster I see the guy!
Oh well. I'm going to take it as a sign that I need to get my act together and remember that hockey season has started. Ugh... At least I didn't say anything stupid, like I did when I ran into the Tampa Bay Lightning in Montreal!
And as for the guy... I checked the schedule and it looks like he'll be back in town again in February. Guarantee I forget by later tonight though, since it really doesn't matter and I'm not a fan of the Edmonton Oilers. Actually now that I think about it, I don't even know where Edmonton is. **** Yes, I know it's in Canada.