Omar: I got to meet Romário this weekend. I got his autograph!

Student: Sounds familiar, but ...Who's that?

Omar: What? I thought you were a soccer fan? How old were you in 1994?

Student: Seven.

Omar: Ah. That explains it. I need to brag to soccer fans my own age.

Student #2: Who'd you meet?

Student: Rosario or something?

Omar: NO! Romário! He's --

Student: Wait! (to student #2) Do you know who that is?

Student #2: (hesitantly) Isn't he a musician?

Romário is only one of the greatest goal scorers in soccer history! He led Brazil to the 1994 World Cup title, while winning the award for best player of the tournament AND going on to win FIFA player of the year that year. At 40 years old, he's playing in the USA now. And though he runs like a 60 year old these days, he still managed to score a goal in the game I saw.

My dad's cousin's grandson (I think that makes him my second cousin, once removed?) plays on the same team as Romário, so we got to hang out after a game they played in the area. Of course, they wouldn't let me bring my camera to the stadium, so all we had was a little disposable (gasp) film (GASP) camera. So the only photographic evidence I have is a picture my dad took, and it doesn't even show my face. (The one of him with Romário is well framed with them both smiling at the camera. Bah.) It features my head at an unflattering angle that makes it appear big enough to rival Ben Affleck's head in a head-size contest, and Romário speaking what I assume to be Portuguese on the phone.

I can tell this was a special moment for him, too. I'd bet he was on the phone in this picture talking to his friends back home about how he was going to meet me. "Omar Phillips... you know, the blogger?"

Romario