He went to high school with a running back on my team. He came down to Towson one winter for the weekend in 1991. He was the cockiest asshole I've ever met. So much so he ended up talking himself into a fight with my roommates, our two offensive tackles. It had just snowed a foot so when they took it outside, in the cold air he realized what he had gotten himself into. And ran away down Kenilworth Ave.
I can still hear him yelling, "If we were in State College and my linemen were here, you wouldn't be doing this."
He eventually came back and we ambushed him with snowballs in the parking lot. My one roommate tackled him and pile drived him in a pile of plowed snow.
He slept in his car.
What an asshole he was.
