When the vallet parks your carright in front of the establishment you are patroning; a sign of respect for your ride.
When Kim and Megan went to Howl at the Moon in my 350Z, the vallet posted it right next to some Mercs and BMW's; they could see it all night from the patio.
In roundball, the state of having been utterly humiliated near the net, as your opponent steps into you to throw you off, then swivels around you toward the basket and drops the ball into the basket as though you were not there.
Whoah, Chris just got posted by that midget. What a pud.