I forget what year it was but the Phoenix Suns were in LA to play the Lakers. On the news Sir Charles was asked whether he would be partying a lot and he said absolutely not as this was a very important series. I think it was the playoffs. My buddy and I had a good laugh about that as he is notorious for partying hard.

So that night a few of us went out for drinks and at some point we ended up at the Chateau Marmont. Grabbed a table in the corner and ordered a round of scotch. The waitress then disappeared and so when it came time for a new round I just went up to the bar to order. But somehow the bartender was missing too so I just stood there waiting.

Meanwhile a bunch of guys came up and stood behind me except one who sidled up to the bar next to me to wait as well. He must have been about 6 '10" and we started to shoot the shit. I think we were talking about scotch. The barkeep showed up and asked this guy what he wanted and was told I was there first. That was very polite so I ordered a round of doubles for my table and those guys as well. I got the round delivered to my table and stayed at the bar. A couple of the other guys came in (both very tall as well) and we were just chatting away about who knows what.

When that drink was almost done one of the guys behind me put his hand on my shoulder and said thanks for the drink and now it was his turn to buy a round of triples. When I turned around to speak with him it turned out that it was Charles Barkley. He sent a tray over to my table as well. I can't believe I didn't recognize his voice before that as he ain't exactly a quiet man.

Apparently the whole group of them were NBAers and the people at my table were laughing at me as they knew that I would have no clue as to who they were. So much for not partying hard during the playoffs.

See I told you it was a long story!