Wembley final, Stoke I think, or could’ve been Sunderland, I was walking up some stairs and saw Lee Westwood walking down the same stairs.
“It’s Lee Westwood” I said to no one in particular, louder than I should’ve done.
“You’re right” he replied.
I was stumped.....he carried on walking.
End of story.
I once had a really similar encounter with David Miliband, who was foreign secretary at the time, except made 100x more awkward by the fact we were on a cable car and stood there in silence next to each other for 5 minutes.