OJ Simpson and Tip O'Neill
I know American Football doesn't count but it's different.
In the summer of 1989 I worked at a Country Club in Connecticut. They had a sports / charity golf day
I only recognised two names. OJ Simpson (pre trial). and Tip O'Neill - who was guest of honour.
By coincidence I'd just finished Tip O'Neill's autobiography. Those not familiar with TON, he was close to JFK, a Boston Irish/American and became the Leader of the House of Representatives.
A guy from N. Ireland - "Irish" - ran the locker room. He was a 'Prod', I was Catholic with an Irish surname etc etc etc. - all that ****e mattered to me then.
I was helping Irish in the locker room when out from the shower walked a bollok naked OJ Simpson, tadger and all. Let's just say he wouldn't have killed anyone with that weapon.
A bit later TON came in. I've told Irish that I'd read his book, admired the guy etc. So Irish gets Tip, and introduces me, says my name, then the fatal words, from Scotland.
Tip mumbles something, then looks at me like I'd shot JFK.