My most random interaction with a footballer.
I worked for 3 weeks at Linacre Hospital in Hampton, as a stand in for a mate, who did the patients accounts.
Back then, a lot of AFL footballers got their knees done at Linacre.
On my 2nd day, I was sitting behind my desk, in my very small office, and an angry Gary Sidebottom walks in.
"What the hell is this!!" he yells, brandishing what appeared to be a scrunched up letter.
"Listen mate, I don't have anything to do with the bill, talk to the f%&$ing football club!!!"
With that, he turned around, and stormed out.
I just sat there completely stunned, thinking "hey, I didn't send you that letter".
He was a pretty intimidating figure, looming large and angry, in that small office.