This guy at work kept bugging me to come out and do what I considered to be "ufc." My responses were something along the lines of "i don't play fight," which in retrospect is more of a defense mechanism than anything. Thankfully I finally took him up on it so I could get him off my back. Little did I know he'd have my back a ton more over the next 2.5 years. Oh yeah, it was Bobby Rivers.