"We must be teammates then..."

26 years ago my dad was staying with one of his friends from high school who happened to be a member of the New York Giants. Seeing as they had recently won the superbowl, the friend lent my dad his ring when they went out and they told everyone he was the punter (way too small to play anything else). So they were at a bar one night with a couple other Giants players when some guy comes up to my dad and asks who he is. My dad, being slightly drunk, responds "I'm a fucking superbowl champion, who are you?" The man answered "Huh, we must be teammates then, I'm Phil Simms, nice to meet you."