So we were hosting a Minecraft party tonight for my oldest and his friends (7th grade boys), and we ordered several pizzas to cover the food requirements. I go down to the Aptos Village Host to pick up the pizzas, and there's this strongjawed meathead-looking guy in front of me in line. I'm thinking this guy looks familiar, and as he turns to face me and we lock eyes I realize I'm face to face with Jim Harbaugh. My eyes narrowed, as did his (I was wearing one of my two dozen Cal shirts). I wanted to say something slightly witty, like "Couldn't you have taken Shaw with you?" or "Fourth down inside your own 30, and you went for it?" but all I could think about was Andrew f**king Luck running over Sean Cattouse, my brain-to-mouth circuits shorted, and I just stood there. He soon turned away to pick up plates and napkins for his brood (two sweet little daughters and a youngish blonde wife who doesn't smile with her eyes). I was so flustered that I nearly forgot to use the $5-off coupon I had for two of the pizzas. Cute chesty big-eyes-big-smile girl behind the counter took pity on me (she knows I'm a longtime season ticket holder), so the moment wasn't a total loss.