This reminds me off an incident that took place a couple of years ago. I was walking past the Balmoral Hotel in Princes Street, Edinburgh when I noticed non other than Lee & H of Steps signing autographs for fans.
Being on the large side I was able to push through to the front of the crowd with ease and I asked them to sign an autograph for me which I intended to sell on ebay at a later date.
I then engaged them in a prolonged conversation during which they were unable to sign any other autographs.
In fact I managed to hold them up long enough for their manager to announce that they would have to leave. I could see that the young fans were upset but they eventually sloped off. I was feeling pretty smug with myself when I noticed a young girl in a wheelchair with tears running down her face. It would have been all to easy for me to hand over my autographed photo to the young girl but I was afraid that she might think I was patronising her. So I ripped it up in front of her and threw the tattered shreds of paper into the gutter before walking away.
I often think about that little girl and wonder of she appreciates the sacrifice I made for her.
fatty.
What an unbelievable asshole.
Is it any wonder the sports world is so screwed up, when we have Don King, Pete Rose, John Rocker, OJ Simpson, and this prick?
I didn't really know much about Marge Schott.
But John Rocker lives about two blocks away from me in the summer, which I am properly ashamed of. Once again, Georgia is the most fucked-up state in the fifty.