Yeltsin has died, and somehow it's really hard to believe, and it's sad, too. Hard to believe they are mortals, you know. I felt the same kind of shock when Milosevic died, though there was no sadness at all then.
Yeltsin sat at a tennis game in Luzhniki just a few days ago, I've read. He was really good at it. (CORRECTION: Actually, he wasn't there, and it got people - Russian fans - worried. Sorry for confusion.)
Besides seeing him a few times at Kremlin Cup, I also bumped into him in spring 1987, when he was still a minor politician - but already considered progressive. He was visiting Ramenki then, a neighborhood in the south-west of Moscow - a really tall guy, sticking out of the crowd that gathered around him. Twenty years ago. We really liked him then.