One time, I ran into Bo at the quad and I said, "Hey Bo, you wanna go fishing?", obviously joking. To my total surprise, he said sure. This was in the off season but he did have a mandatory workout. He said he didn't have time to gather all of his equipment and asked if he could borrow some of mine and we would meet up on campus and go to a pond he had access to.
This was before everyone had cell phones. I rushed back to my apartment and got each of us a bream buster, spinning reel/rod and an ice chest full of assorted stuff, lawn chairs, boat cushions, etc. I wanted to be prepared for whatever. I even went by Mr. Friendlys to get some crickets and new cane poles.
It took me about an hour and we were to meet at 2:30. I skipped my afternoon class. It was summer and didn't get dark till around 8.
We were supposed to meet in front of the Ross Chemical building, on that patio with the fish pond. So, I pulled my wagon full of the gear down there, unfolded my lawn chair and waited till dark. Bo never showed up. I bet coach called a special practice or something. But, it was cool to just be able to tell everyone that walked by that I was going fishing with Bo.