In November 1999 my Son attended a Nomar/Mo Vaughn hitting camp at Strike One Motivated Sports in Danvers, Ma..
I drove up to the camp for the Graduation. My Son was already there having been dropped off by his Mother. As I approached Strike One on Rt.1 north, a car closed on my car to within one car length. At about 50 mph this got my attention. I was watching this car in my rear view mirror as I neared the driveway into the Strike One parking lot. I could not apply the brakes as this ass whole would have collided with me. I should have just kept going straight and past my turn-off but made a hasty decision to turn in at speed. As I did this, I noticed a man walking from the parking lot towards the building. I came within about three feet from hitting him as I swerved into the lot. He turned around. It was Nomar. He glared at me and continued into the building.
This was at the height of his career and his popularity. Can you imagine what kind of s*** I would have been in had I actually hit him?
In 2000 I met him at another camp held at Bridgwater State College. He was a very nice young man with a very "average guy" demeanor.