There are a couple of "brothers", who are brothers. The go by monikers "Big" and "Chill". I don't know what their real names are.
They're pretty big guys, in their 40s, and are pretty good ball players. But no one likes them because like many "big men" they are rather abusive in their style of play AND they like to call a lot of cheap fouls.
One Winter morning at about 8:30 we were getting ready to play. "Big" was ready, standing there sipping on a 16 oz. can of beer. When I looked at his beverage of choice he said, "I know it's early yet, but damn, I was thirsty!"
