Here's two good ones:
I became friendly with Randy Lewis through the other forum and met up for drinks when the Worlds were in NYC in 2003.
After hitting a few bars, we all went back to the hotel and up to Nancy Schultz's room where I ended up partying with Lewboo, Kendall Cross, and Kenny Monday. A few Greco & Michigan guys were up there too. It was a good time.
This past November Lewis called me and said he'd be in town for the NYAC tourney. Someone ended up booking his hotel all the way in Brooklyn, so I told him he could crash with me. It made perfect sense as I only live 5 minutes away from the NYAC. He ended up staying the entire weekend. Friday night we grabbed a quick bite and then sat on my couch till 4am drinking beers and watching films.
The next night I was supposed to go out for a friend's 30th bday party. I told my friend I probably couldn't make it since I had a friend who is an Olympic champion staying with me on short notice. He and his wife couldn't understand why I couldn't just bring him along. Anyway Lewboo and I went for a few drinks after the day's events and were planning on hitting my friend's party later. Well, I don't know if any of you have ever hung out with Lewboo but he's one twisted f*ck who can tell one hell of a story. He's a loud f*cker too. For those who haven't you're really missing out. After a few drinks and a few stories, I realized I wasn't going anywhere. I kept asking him to tell me another one. Next thing I know it's like 2:30a and we're completely shit faced holding each other up as we walk out of the bar.
How cool is it that I had an Olympic Champ crashing on my couch for a entire weekend? By Sunday my wife didn't think it was so cool.