I met Warren Moon on Bourbon Street in the early 2000's. He was with a very nice looking young lady, that wasn't his wife. I noticed him throwing beads at a very intoxicated Co-ed. I asked him "Aren't you Warren Moon"? He gave kind of a "psh, I wish". I said "Well just in case let me shake the hand of a future Hall of Fame QB". We shook hands and then a guy in his group came up and said "Hey Warren, come check these out." He gave me a sly head nod and headed off into a sea of tittays.
Bumped into him a few more times through the night. He was drinking one of the biggest Hurricanes I have ever seen.