....on the coaching staff at Satdee's game. Not sure which corch said go "F yourself" and challenged him to a fight (supposedly), but seems that was basically the most entertainment USM could produce at the game.
Anyway...some folks say this guy was an embarrassment to the team, while some say the real embarrassment was losing to Sweet Charlotte and ODU..
Well, all that excitement reminded me of an embarrassing USM moment years ago (and for full disclosure, I showed my arse plenty of times when I was a young buck): Back in 1977, a buddy and I drove from the 'burg all the way to Cincinnati to watch our Eagle team that would eventually beat OP, MSUcks and Auburn (yeah, we used to do that), but we fell flat at Cinci (yeah, we still do that..but the Bearcats only lost 2 games, I believe).
During the game, in front of tens and thousands of empty seats (and while yours truly was swigging a few Hudepohl beers @ 15 cents ea.), there was a fight right behind us in the small but galvanized USM section. All we heard was "these are the shattyist coaches I've ever seen", "I never shoulda hired these f-ing shmucks" and "hand me my gol durn whiskey I'm going down to the sidelines". He was an elderly gentleman who was finally restrained by a few of us.
When the dust settled, a Cinci fan asked me "who the hayell was that crazy dude?", to which I deadpanned, "oh him? That's just our out-going President, Dr. McCain...He's Scottish so he can't handle Irish Whiskey".
The guy looked stunned and whispered to his wife, "Classy college"...