It’s not every day that arguably the greast hockey player in the game right now meets arguably the greatest basketball player in the game right now. Fortunately, the Washington Post was there, and captured the awkardness that only two superstar athletes running into each other could provide. This reminds me of when Elvis met President Nixon in 1970. We can only hope that LeBron now holds up his end of the bargain and starts pulling over random cars while posing as a DEA agent. Man, the 70s were so much fun. Probably because I was pooping my pants through most of them.