Me and Bobby go way back

While at dinner tonight in Bricktown OKC, my friend and I were just a couple tables down from the man himself, Mr. Bob Stoops. So close, we shared the same waitress. We even took a crappy pic while we ate (didn't want to be so obvious with a flash). I know what you're thinking, but yes, that's him. We confirmed it. We also waited until he left (we were long done eating) to ask him if we could take a picture with him. I snapped a pic of my friend with him (which I happen to know she would not like for me to share), after which he seemed perturbed, and so I didn't press the issue to get my pic with him, instead leaving him alone with his family.



But now, the NEXT time I run into Mr. Stoops I can say, "me and Bobby go way back."