My nephew is in a youth lacrosse league, and they hold their practices at an affluent school here in Durham. I won't say where out of respect to Coach and his family, but it happens his grandson is also on the team. And his granddaughter had a game there today, I think. Anyway, it's like the middle of practice and out of nowhere he starts walking on the field from the other side with his wife. I started freaking out, I was like "THAT'S COACH K!!!!" I think I broke out in a cold sweat and may have wee'd myself a bit. He walked over to the sideline and was just watching the practice, I wanted to talk to him so bad, but he was with his family and I didn't really want to disturb him. I ended up going over there and saying really quickly "Hey Coach, can I shake your hand?" He turned out said yeah no problem, shook my hand. I finished up by saying "I'm a huge fan, congrats on the season!" I probably had the goofiest grin the whole time. Oh my days, that was a surreal experience. Obviously I didn't ask for a picture (if he was alone I would have) but I snapped one of him so people would believe me. P.S. He looks really good for 70. Young in the face, moves great, has a firm handshake. I think we might have him for at least a few more years.