Sunday, September 30, 2007
Dirk
Dirk Nowitzki sat at the table next to mine at dinner last night. I really wanted to play it cool—you know, no giggling and glancing over my shoulder every 10 minutes or so. Sadly, I discovered that I am not nearly as cool as I would like to be. Not only did I gawk, I surreptitiously took a picture on my phone and sent it to a friend.
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