I've been meaning to post this thread for like a month, and just haven't gotten around to it.
I was at a wrestling show in Dallas, and one of the matches ended with this big dude kicking a significantly smaller wrestler in the leg for like 10 minutes, at which point the smaller guy tapped out. The big dude seemed like a real asshole, and the whole crowd was against him. After the match, his valet went around the ring knocking cups out of peoples hands, which I thought was kind of funny until he knocked my beer all over me.
I was pretty fucking furious, and I yelled some things at the wrestler. He looked at me for a second, then left. I got over it, and enjoyed the rest of the matches.
Later that evening, I went to the after party for the show, and saw the same asshole wrestler. I was relatively inebriated at this point, and decided to approach him to tell him what I thought about the incident earlier. Then all of a sudden the gears in my head started turning... This guy matched the physical description of Ct Rock, along with the persona he'd described in his logs. And I remembered Rock had said he lived in Houston. My wife was like 'you're a drunk idiot, you don't know this guy,' but I was like 90% sure I was right....
AND I WAS!!!! I approached him, asked if he was who I thought he was, and at first he denied it. But I was very firm in my belief, and eventually he admitted it! It was absolutely surreal. Anyway, I had to share the story since basically everyone on here thought he wasn't a real person or whatever.