Fatty told me a great story about the Wiscy game, and maybe he's shared it with a lot of you and maybe he even posted it on this board but I'm going to share it in case he didn't. He was with Weesam in California at the time and watching the game. Obviously fatty was really excited when Pullen broke the record, because he was a very excitable guy, and he thought the same things I did (everything was right now, we're definitely going to win). And when the last second ticked off and it was final that we had lost, fatty took off out of his brother's door and just started running. It was raining, more of a hard sprinkle, and he didn't know what to do with his emotions so he just kept running and running. He hadn't been in this area of town too much so he had no idea where he was or what direction he was headed in, but he just kept running because it's all he could do. After 15 minutes or so, he stopped, finally conscious of how lost he was. He had his cell phone so he gave Weesam a call.
"Okay, you can pick me up now"
"Haha, where are you?"
"I don't know man, by some hospital. Just find me and pick me up."
And then fatty had to stand in the rain for ten minutes while his brother drove there.