Two years ago-- shortly after the season ended and the Enoch, Durham, Jackson transfers were announced-- I'm sitting in the Owl Shop with a few friends. It's early on a Sunday, a little after noon. The place is almost empty. We're talking about how terrible of a season it was and how concerning the transfers are. My buddy, a passionate alumnus, is killing KO. He's really getting fired up and letting him have it. This goes on for about 15 minutes before I notice out of the corner of my eye a man who had been sitting with his back to us gets up from his chair and starts walking towards the front of the bar. I look over and it's friggin Kevin Ollie. He had been sitting 15-20 feet away from us in silence while my buddy completely trashed him. He absolutely had to have heard every word we said.
He stayed there for a few more hours. A big crew of mostly younger people came in and hung out with him. No one I recognized. He was with cuddled up with some girl most of the time. We showed some respect and cut out the UConn/KO talk for the rest of our visit.