Not sure what to make of Antonio. Met him on the first Steelers cruise. He was nice; we even hung out for awhile. I actually taught the guy how to play craps. He thought I looked like Heath Miller. Ran into him again on the second cruise later at night at one of the bars. My son, who was 8 at the time and not with me on the trip (he plays wide receiver in tackle football), asked me naively before I left if I could get Antonio's phone number. I told him that I would try. I relayed this rather cute story offhand to Brown, and he said, "Sure, I can give you my number. Have your son call me, and I'll give him some tips."
Now, as you can imagine, I was just about as giddy as a 44 year old father could be. Elated, I almost ran back to my cabin, put the digits in a safe place, and called my son from the next port to tell him I had a huge surprise for him. When he got the news, he was just floored. Told all his buddies at school, couldn't wait to give #84 a call. Because Brown had actually flown from Mexico directly to L.A. to start filming, I said let's wait a little, he's on Dancing with the Stars right now, let's not bug the guy. So I had him wait.
Long story short, when we did finally contact him...nothing. No answer, no call back, no text back, even after I texted him the picture some broad took of the two of us together that night to help him understand who I was.
I was truly saddened and disappointed, not to mention feeling like a real anal pore while trying to explain to my kid how/why one of his favorite players just totally blew us off. I went with...Oh well. Maybe we waited too long and his phone number changed. I'm sorry. Yeah, maybe. I'm still wondering myself.