So I Ran Into Satan….

No, not that fiery under lord to the far south, but none other than Miroslav Satan. Being a life long Long Islander, I have never run into a current player when out and about on the town – guess I can’t say that anymore.

As luck would have it, one of my lights burnt out in the new apartment and I needed a Home Depot run to pick up the halogen bulb. As I am sitting in the bulb aisle picking through what seemed like thousands of the wrong bulbs – I hear this very familiar voice behind me speaking in another language. I turn around and kind of let out a “Woah, hey Miro! I thought I heard a familiar voice!” He laughed and asked if I spoke Slovak, assuming I picked up on their discussion….and laughed. I said, “Nah, I am one of bloggers for the Islanders – just recognized your voice”. I congratulated him on the great game from the night before and told him to enjoy his night.

I am not one to bother celebrities when they are out, especially with their family as he was – but I couldn’t help myself from saying a little something. Who knew that my little Home Depot trip would turn into something notable?

Maybe he’ll recognize me tomorrow night? One could always hope.

Michael Schuerlein

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