Loftus Road stadium. 20 years ago. A very long corridor, the length of the ground. Only two people walking down it. Gaby Roslin and Gabby Yorath (now Logan). Always fancied the pants off both of them. Didn't know they knew each other. My *good* friend, Becca, pushes me out of the room into the corridor, shouts, 'Gabby' and slams the door shut. I stumble backwards, fall against the wall and am stuck in a position I've never been in before where I've not hit the ground, but I am unable to stand up easily. Just wedged there, helpless. The Gabbies walk past laughing their heads off and I open my mouth to say something witty or charming or even the tiniest bit funny. I've got nothing. Very much not how I'd imagined encountering either of them.