Played 1/2 with Randy Couture once, busted him in successive hands (AA vs. QQ and KK vs. AK) and he looked really pissed. We were sitting right next to one another, and he was obviously trying not to blow a gasket. 3 or 4 hands later, I had AK and raised, he re-popped it and just stared daggers at me. The man is huge and hard as a rock.
I folded.
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Another time I was playing 2/5 at the Aria with Donny Osmond, who could not have been more charming or friendly. Just a fantastic guy all around. He asked everyone's names and would call me "Domenico."
We got into a big pot HU and I ended up busting him. He was good-natured about it and said, "Domenico, why you wanna do me like that, eh?" Like he was Super Mario. Ridiculous accent.
I said "Sorry Don, but that was for "Puppy Love."
The whole table went OHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
And Donny Osmond literally fell on the floor laughing, got up, and hugged me, pretending to punch me once or twice, laughing hysterically.
One of my most favorite times at a poker table. I'm a huge, huge fan now.