Pretty rare for me to cheer anyone named “Re’Kwon”!
When I was in high school, off campus, I was being a wiseass and a bodybuilder with arms bigger than my legs lifted my off the floor with one hand and said, “I used to have anger issues. I’m better now. But life isn’t like high school!”
Then he let me go. If I knew where he was 40 years on now, I’d send him a thank you note!
I thought I was a boxer until a little Puerto Rican half my size tuned me up and whipped my @$$. He probably saved my life. To this day I’m grateful.