It was none other than WWE Superstar Mick Foley! Oh my god I freakin' loovveedd that guy!!

I mean, who could forget that crazy Hell In A Cell match with him and Taker back in '98?

But I guess the real reason I loved him so much was because like me, he too had an alter ego, or should I say two alter egos but who's counting, ha ha. I guess I just related to him more than the others you know, and now that he was so close I had to hi, I just had to!

We're gonna lose our place in line man...

Dude, it's not every day you get to see one of your favourite WWE Superstars! At least not this closeup anyway

I ran up ahead of the line, and could see Mick and his family being escorted to his vehicle by a couple of bouncers.

''Ok guys, no more photos please'' Mick was saying.

I didn't need a photo, I just wanted to say hi, perhaps maybe shake the hand of one of my idols.

''Mick! Hey Mick!'' I shouted, running up to him and smiling happily with my hand out to shake his.

Don't do it man...

I just ignored Dean.

''Mick! I think you're awesome! I absolutely love you dude!''

Just then, one of Mick's henchmen stepped forward and pushed me back, he pushed me so hard in fact, that I fell on top of a poor Chinese family waiting in the que.

Told you.

I quickly stood up and dusted myself off ''Mick, I only wanna say hi to you, please, I'm a really huge fan of yours!'' I said hopefully.

''Yeah not today kid'' he said, stepping into his vehicle.

He can't talk to you like that man!

Dean don't, it's ok really

No. It most certainly is NOT ok.

''Hey Mick! Mick Foley....Duuuuudddeeee Love! Look at you, you're nothing but a washed up sensation of the Attitude Era bro, so tell me what gives you the right to ignore the fans who helped sell your career huh?''

Oh god...

I watched as Mick stepped back out of his car again and walked right up to where I stood...''What'd you say kid?'' he asked in utter disbelief.

''Oh you didn't hear me Cactus Jackass? You want me to repeat it?''

DEAN!!

''Yeah I want you to repeat it'' he said, getting right up in my face.

''I said, what gives you the right to ignore the fans who helped sell your career? All I wanted was to say hi to you, so don't act like you can't hear me just 'cause you lost an ear back in the 90s, 'cause guess what pal, you got a whooole other one right there'' Dean said pointing to his left ear.

I could see everyone around us had taken out their camera phones and were filming the scene between me and Mick.

We're in big trouble now dude...

Yeah well he started it.

Mick stood there looking at me for a good second or two, and I couldn't be entirely sure what with all the hair on his face, but I swear under that beard I caught a glimmer of a smile.

''What's your name again kid?'' Mick asked taking another step closer.

''I never told you'' Dean smirked.

Dude would you stop!

Mick sighed impatiently ''Just tell me your name would ya''

''Dean Ambrose.''

''Well Mr. Ambrose...'' Mick said, reaching inside his coat pocket and pulling out a card ''you got a way with words kid, and a talent like that shouldn't go to waste'' he smiled, and handed me the card ''Make sure and call me on that number tomorrow.'' I then watched as he got back inside his car and drove off.

Okay, what just happened?

Beats me