This is kinda funny.* I went to the San Francisco Hilton on Mason and O'Farrell tonight to do some volunteer work for a local not-to-be-revealed soccer organization. Turned out the gig was cancelled and I hadn't gotten word. However, this is the venue of this year's USSoccer Annual General Meeting, where they elect officers and spend their federation's player-pass money on dinner and hotel. Since I had no work to do, I looked around the lobby and saw, and spoke with: 1) Bruce Arena -- he was waiting for his dinner party and was sitting by himself in the lobby. So I went over and said hi. I sat next to him and we shot the breeze --no joke-- for about 10 minutes. Not ten minutes, like, 2 minutes and exaggeration. Seriously, 10 minutes. Then, Bruce introduces me to: 2) Dr. Bob Contigulia, the big cheese of USSoccer. Bruce and Dr. Bob looked like they wanted to talk, or negotiate or something, so I excused myself. But within a minute, I was engaged in a deep discussion about what we have so much trouble getting fans to Spartan with: 3) Don Garber. My tet-a-tet with the Commish lasted about 5 minutes, after which he thanked me profoundly for my support of the league and he gave me his card. Then I saw, but did not speak with.. 4) Tony DiCicco (?) And then I drifted back to where Bruce was, and we said hi again, and as I was there, 5) Lauren Gregg came up to talk about a baby she just adapted. Whew! It was pretty cool. Except I started sweating. * all of the above statements are true, swear to Frank Yallop. I don't even know how to lie about stuff like this.