At my school, it wasn’t the lacrosse team that had the bad rep. It was the rugby club. Those guys were NUTS. They weren’t thugs, they were just the kind of hard-drinking party animals that loved to shove pianos out of third-story windows and get in random drunken fistfights with each other (then shake hands afterward and buy each other more beer).
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And this is from a proud hockey player and fanatic!