One of the most uncomfortable times of my life was when MIR invited all of us to watch him in one of his weekend tennis tournaments. We were all there early in our specially made MIR tennisPAK t-shirts, so it was pretty clear who we were supporting. He pretty much cruised through the bracket, saying things to his opponents that would make Sherman blush and doing heel stuff that nicname only dreams about. We, by proxy, become pariahs among the spectators. To top it all off, MIR took to the winner's podium and did the Tommie Smith gloved fist thing while they played a PE song I'm told he forced some intern to put on the PA system. Talk about awkward. He's got a hell of a kick serve, tho.