Yes, that poor Shar-Pei is sitting on The Hoff's wiener. And I have no idea why.
...Noah had to go and outdo me.
Last night, Noah had a front row seat—literally, Row 1—to the Panthers vs. Dolphins game as the personal guest of The International Sensation…the NFL Hall of Fame Superfan...Catman.
THE Catman, the Ultimate Panthers Fan to whom Fox gave a truck after they goofed him on air a few years ago (incidentally, at a Panthers–Dolphins game).
See, Catman works as a counselor at the elementary school Noah is teaching in at the moment, and they happened to meet and become friends. So when Noah told me Catman offered him his extra ticket for last night's game, and that he'd get to ride to Charlotte in the Catmobile, I of course encouraged him to go. Because I AM THE WORLD'S MOST AWESOME WIFE.
Unlike the time I ran into Steve McNair, Noah valiantly played it cool—apparently Catman's celebrity can be annoying to him, because other fans constantly come up to him during the game to get photos. However, Noah did manage to discreetly snap a photo of Catman in medias res.
So he may have played it cool with Catman, but let's just say his attitude this morning was a little...Hasselhoffish.
He told me, casually, about how Mushin Muhammad came over to chat it up before the game.
Oh, he also mentioned how friendly the cheerleaders were. But he got some pretty amazing photos, so I guess I can deal.
At least he didn't get spanked this time. Although, alas, the Panthers did.