New York, NY - April 8, 1:33 a.m.: Not sure what hurt more in 2003: Kentucky's meltdown against Marquette in the NCAA Tourney or watching Dennis and his Orangemen take what wasn't rightfully theirs. But Syracuse fans being Syracuse fans, they went to a kareoke bar on St. Marks to celebrate their National Championship. I tagged along.

Knee deep in Dens' third rendition of Jon Bon Jovi's "Dead or Alive" (the lazy man's go-to kareoke song), I contemplated impaling myself on wireless mic, when out of nowhere this guy appears. Like a Toyota exec hot off getting fired for playing 'hide the pickle' with his secretary, he was pie-eyed and looking to bring some others along for the ride. Five shots later, he was back slapping me and telling me how much he hated college students. So we cued up some Supertramp, brought the joint to its collective knees, stumbled out the door and called it a night.

On my way out, he gave me his card, and asked that I send him the pictures. I wake up the next day with the card of a "Dr. Somethingorotheraki, NYU School of Medicine, Distinguished Profressor of Endocrinology" in my pocket. US News and World Report, take note.