So I flew back to Kansas with Mrs. SB and lil SB this weekend for Thanksgiving and for the Farmageddon lolfest. We were on our flight back from KC to NOLA this morning and right after I sit down near the middle-back I look up and see that one of the people walking down the aisle is none other than #OurGuy "Stottin'" Daniel S4ms. His carry-on bag is a bright purple Buffalo Wild Wings Bowl giveaway bag and sure enough he sits down right across the aisle from us. I said "SAMS!" #OurGuy gave me a fistbump and we talked a little bit about yesterday's game and he called me sir.
Then I had to go pay attention to my kid and be a parent for a while and stuff
. A few minutes later I looked up and he had his blue and yellow (!) Beats by Dre headphones on and I looked closely at them and they had a #4 on each earpiece and then above that in tiny letters it said #LIFE. So fresh.
He slept through the whole flight so unfortunately I didn't get to do too much jersey chasing, but I did realize that those Beats headphones would be like perfect to use while listening to the 2013 Fitz and The Lemon Parties downer song "Waters Runs Dry" about how he should be starting over Jake. So I tweet this at him right before the plane took off:
@DS4ms Yo dude. It’s me, guy in orange shirt across the aisle. Peep this song I wrote about you and Jake after the ‘13 NDSU game.
[YouTube link to what I thought was Waters Runs Dry.]
Well he sleeps through the entire flight, so me and Mrs. SB and Lil SB deplane, then Sams goes off later. He finds me outside of the plane and taps me on the shoulder and is like, "Yo man, I'm listening to it right now." And I look down and his phone was at that exact moment showing a picture of a shirtless Eric Stonestreet from 1993 covered in purple body paint and it is clear from the inane footage that he is on a Fitz and the Lemon Parties song. We shake hands and say goodbye and that's that.
Then five hours go by and I'm like, "wait a minute. Shirtless purple Stonestreet isn't in the Waters Runs Dry video. He's in a different one." So I check my tweet and it turns out I accidentally tweeted him Willie Billy by mistake. So it's highly likely that #OurGuy walked away from our interaction undoubtedly thinking, "Who TF is this old weirdo in a bright orange shirt who tweeted me from 3 feet away to listen to a song he wrote about me after a really painful loss? And what about that painful loss inspired him to write a song about a weird hybrid monster that's half mascot and half old coach?"
ZERO chance he even made it halfway through Willie Billy
