The first time I saw him was when I went over to his apartment with a girlfriend to watch the World Series (I don't even like baseball). I remember when I walked in he was buried in a business school textbook and I thought - he really isn't into company. We ended up getting dinner at a restaurant nearby and sat next to each other at the bar with our other two friends. We quickly became distracted from the fact that the Red Sox were winning and instead got to know each other. A few weeks later we met up again during the World Series parade. Later in the afternoon he asked for my number and eventually asked me out. Our first date was over tacos and margaritas and I remember thinking that night that he was truly one of a kind. From there...the rest is history!