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<blockquote data-quote="CurbeloYourEnthusiasm" data-source="post: 1579031" data-attributes="member: 747729"><p>I got a few others. I had a history lecture with Brian Cook in Lincoln Hall. You couldn't miss him. He was this giant 6'11 guy sitting in the back of the lecture hall in tiny seats. It couldn't have been comfortable for him. I had a class my last semester in Fall 2004 which was just "basketball". It was a 1 hour class in Huff where we played basketball for an hour. Jack Ingram was also in the class, but he never played with the rest of us. He just stayed on the side and shot free throws. I assume he didn't want to risk getting hurt in a pick up game. Somehow I got a B in that class. I have no idea how it wasn't an A. I worked at Pizza Hut as a delivery driver in 2001, and delivered a pizza to Frank/Jerrance apartment in Savoy. This situation upset me because Jerrance opened the door, I can see Frank inside playing video games, I give Jerrance the pizza, he gives me the money (it was like 12.20 and he gave me 13 bucks), and Jerrance asks for change back (like coin change). And I told him I'm sorry but delivery drivers don't carry coins so he was out of luck. But the fact he was rooming with a 1st round NBA pick, and he's trying to get 75 cents back was like surreal to me. I think he was the only person I ever delivered a pizza too that asked for coin change back. Before I got to U of I, my sister had went there. And my dad was in Evansville Indiana shopping for cars during the time my sister was at U of I. Well, the dealer and my dad start talking and my dad mentions that he has a daughter at U of I. And the car dealer was like, "oh that's great, my son also is a student there". And my dad looked as his name tag, and it turns out it was Kevin Hardy's dad. And this was when Kevin Hardy was a Jr/Sr so he was going to be a big time NFL player. But his dad was just as humble as could be and just mentioned to my dad that his son also went there. No mention of football at all. It was pretty cool. I've never seen that type of humbleness</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="CurbeloYourEnthusiasm, post: 1579031, member: 747729"] I got a few others. I had a history lecture with Brian Cook in Lincoln Hall. You couldn't miss him. He was this giant 6'11 guy sitting in the back of the lecture hall in tiny seats. It couldn't have been comfortable for him. I had a class my last semester in Fall 2004 which was just "basketball". It was a 1 hour class in Huff where we played basketball for an hour. Jack Ingram was also in the class, but he never played with the rest of us. He just stayed on the side and shot free throws. I assume he didn't want to risk getting hurt in a pick up game. Somehow I got a B in that class. I have no idea how it wasn't an A. I worked at Pizza Hut as a delivery driver in 2001, and delivered a pizza to Frank/Jerrance apartment in Savoy. This situation upset me because Jerrance opened the door, I can see Frank inside playing video games, I give Jerrance the pizza, he gives me the money (it was like 12.20 and he gave me 13 bucks), and Jerrance asks for change back (like coin change). And I told him I'm sorry but delivery drivers don't carry coins so he was out of luck. But the fact he was rooming with a 1st round NBA pick, and he's trying to get 75 cents back was like surreal to me. I think he was the only person I ever delivered a pizza too that asked for coin change back. Before I got to U of I, my sister had went there. And my dad was in Evansville Indiana shopping for cars during the time my sister was at U of I. Well, the dealer and my dad start talking and my dad mentions that he has a daughter at U of I. And the car dealer was like, "oh that's great, my son also is a student there". And my dad looked as his name tag, and it turns out it was Kevin Hardy's dad. And this was when Kevin Hardy was a Jr/Sr so he was going to be a big time NFL player. But his dad was just as humble as could be and just mentioned to my dad that his son also went there. No mention of football at all. It was pretty cool. I've never seen that type of humbleness [/QUOTE]
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