<span style="font-family:Arial"><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%">How about I change my story's to drunk stories/stupid sh*t me and my friends have done?</span></span><span style="font-family:Arial"><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%">Here's a quick story...Me and a friend of mine live about half an hour away from Bucknell University. Im sure most of you are familiar. Well last year, we snuck into a game when they played Villanova. Well the game ended or whatever, and me and my friend decided to walk into the tunnel (the gym really isn't that big). Well we walk down one hallway, and into the green room where there were some of the players from Bucknell's parents and a few assistant coaches, and people like that. Well we grab some food and a drink or whatever, and exit the room into another hallway. Well were standing there and out walk Jay Wright. He says hey to us, and not long after, Allan Ray walks right by us and into the trainers room. Then Randy Foye walks up to us listening to an iPod and he drops it. Some dousche bag that was standing near us runs up and picks it up for him. So we stand there for a few minutes kinda making small talk and he says see ya and walks away. By then, Jay Wright is in the training room with Ray and says, "Lets hurry up and get the hell out of here..." and he walks by us, my friend get shis autograph and he walks away. So we decide to start making our way out of the Pavilion and see Bucknell's center Chris McNaughton. My dumbass friend goes, "Dude, watch this." He walks up to McNaughton and stands back to back with him (McNaughton is 6'11") and then he says You dont look 6'11" and McNaughton goes, "Dude, I've got like a foot on you" in his German accent. So we kinda just laugh at him and say nice game and walk away. So in that night, we watched a top 25 team play for free, got some pretty good food for free, and met some players and got some autographs.</span></span>
