First, anyone who knows me, knows I hate Rutgers more then anyone. Last summer I met Mike Rice twice at his son's Lacrosse games in NJ. My wife and I sat next to him and his wife during his son's games. While most other fathers and mother's were occasionally screaming at the refs/their sons/whoever, Mike Rice constantly engouraged his son and the team and was always a good guy around his son. Maybe he was on meds but I feel this is ironic.