Brush With Greatness - or at least with a really big dude.

Went to lunch today - Panda Express - it's about a once-a-month weakness for me... And I ended up holding the door for Karl Malone and his two buddies. I said, "hello, Mr. Malone," and he said, "Hey, how ya doin."

You always call somebody that big "Mister."

And that was it.

He was wearing a big dark sheepskin jacket and a cowboy hat big enough to take a bath in. I told my wife Val about it, and she wanted to know, 1) what he is doing in utah, and 2) what he was doing eating at PANDA...

I told her I didn't stick around to see what he was eating.

More later.

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