We saw him standing there Commentary: Ted Potrikus Fair warning: I’m about to go large on the name-dropping thing. My wife, Angie, and I drove to Syracuse last weekend to see Paul McCartney in concert. We’re big Paul fans – our first date, in fact, in London, England, in November 1984 — was to see his not-great movie “Give My Regards To Broad Street” not long after its premier. The guy turns 80 years old in two weeks. Eight-zero. If…