Yeah I never understood him being an LSU fan but never asked. Chelsea sure, not many rules with European soccer.
He was the first person to text me when the Red Wings lost game 7 in 2009, he knew I was there. He was a sport's

nerd, he got heartbreak. joy, and pain following his teams. I envied that he had another hobby (music), something I never really had. But I consider myself the biggest sports nerds, even among the people at FBG who by and large, are mostly a bunch of #######
Sean, he loved the Rangers, Jets, and Yankees like I love my teams. Boston U hockey, Cuse hoops and Tigers football too. He loved sports and that's why we became what I consider good friends. I'm just heartbroken, for everyone that knew him but especially his sister who was extremely tight with him. That big galoot made this world more entertaining, this sucks. It ####### sucks.
Running out of words on my end. Exhausting week. So ill tell of the vengeful side of our good buddy.
This one night we are all out drinking in the city. Sean's making some great progress with this chick up at the bar. He asks her if she wants another drink and tipsy as she is she obliges. Bars packed so Sean has to manuever over to a slightly less jammed spot. Updates his return who is talking to his girl? One of our other friends - we will call him Virgil since he was, literally, the 30(plus) year old Virgin. No kidding. This guy actually had fair game considering his lack of top flight looks but found every possible way to screw up a chance. Just COULD NOT close the deal.
So, of all people to try and step on TUs game is someone we know is all but guaranteed to screw up the opportunity anyway. Sean, not being on to cause unnecessary fuss says whatever, doesn't make a big deal other than some stink eyes thrown vigils way.
So, the night splits up at that point. Sean is holding in his anger but a man can only go so far. Just as you can hold your bladder after a long night of drinking... But only for so long. We'll get back to this.
While Sean continues to hang virg is throwing his best game. This chick as READY - so he wisely moves the location and asks if she wants to leave. She's down and they exit.
So, ready to get it for the first time and what does Virgil suggest? A bite to eat. Ok, not a terrible idea - don't want to just pass out or have the Lixx go to her head with the dizzies and all. That said, a bite to eat does not necessitate a LITERAL five course French dinner that BEGINS at like 10:30 or 11 pm. WHA????
so Sean eventually goes back to the apt he's passing out in that night which is our friend who threw the super bowl parties and Virgil was living I the other bedroom. What does he see?
Virgil has the girl and they are watching movies. Ok not terrible, maybe this WILL be Virgils first time in which case a guy like Sean could not begrudge losing a chance for himself. He was indeed selfless like that.
On catch - what is it that Sean sees them watching ? SAW MOVIES. WTF? This chick was ready to go like three hours back and he's scaring and creeping the girl out totally. NO chance any one in that apt is getting laid this way.
The anger starts to bubble up. Like that over filled bladder. And SOMEthing had to give.
And what broke was Sean's bladder - specifically all over Virgils bed. No kidding. Sean had to take vengeance and it came in a steady stream of what was formerly a mix of Jameson shots and beer.
Later that night lance and this chick went to the bed (not to do anything but pass out mind you) and they were like wtf?
But the cosmic balance had to be restored. In this case with a reminder that if you want to step in on Sean's piece close the deal. Otherwise face the wrath.
Good times.
As an aside, TU had the opposite of shy bladder. He could literally "go" anywhere. Forget back allies, but standing in a crowd? No problem. Off the ledge of a bars balcony - twice in the same night? No problem. A unique set of talents.