Thread-worthy? I think so. Am I pathetic for being this excited? No chance.
Upon return from a semi-business trip to Florida, I exited my plane at Detroit Airport with my girlfriend, glad to be on land. As I looked ahead, a bundle of light could be seen, the brightness of which can only be compared to the sun, or possibly the headlights on those really expensive BMWs. What could that be, I asked? Of course, it was the smile of the one and only Denard Robinson, enough to brighten even the shittiest of days. Sporting my backward Michigan hat, block M for all to see, I went up to him and gave him a firm handshake and said "Good luck, Denard, You're the man."
I am around pro hockey players almost every day. I've met Crosby, Yzerman, Thornton, etc. But this was my first experience becoming starstruck. On the way home, after listening to me go on and on about Denard, my lady finally say "I get it....he's good, keep it in your pants!"
It was a festivus miracle!
