He had a chain and the two no name linemen (didn't recognize them) had brass nuckles or something.

Honestly. It was that stupid. Like Grease or West Side Story.

He caught word that I was talking smack about his dad losing in the first round in, I belive it was the 1995 tourney. So he tracked me down, busted in to the apartment and tried to fight me. Ridiculous. Roommates all got in to a shouting match and they ended up leaving but Randy was screaming that i'd better watch my back because he was going to have the whole football team after me around campus and I'll be lucky to leave in an ambulance and not a hurst.

Two years later, I worked with his wife and had a great working relationship with her. I flirted her up pretty good and she enjoyed it. He had no idea. He married a hottie. I will give him that.