My buddy Steve and his friends were coming out of a bar at 15th and Sansom late last night when they bumped into Howard, Lee, and their wives, Krystle and Kristen, walking toward a parking garage. The unexpected encounter with $245 million worth of human produced some drunken bromantic excellence.
Steve, not a small man by any stretch – north of 6’0” and 200 lbs every day of the week – had his hands dwarfed by Lee's in what is now my favorite picture ever. Behold Cliff Lee’s hands:
In the morning, Steve was still reeling from his Dooneese moment:
Howard and Lee, and their wives, were plenty friendly, posing for several pictures before heading home, which would have made for a good Saturday night for any Phils fan. But the hang 10 signs, saggy eyes and matching hoodies were all just bonuses from an encounter with two superstars on the eve of the 2013 season. Swooooon.
A couple more pictures after the jump.