(http://www.queensjournal.ca/media/stories/v135/i23/jock-climie.jpg)<br/>David or Tuck as everyone called him was running late to the meeting spot, having to leave everything in running order at the frat house.  He had packed everything but the kitchen sink feeling the need to be prepared just in case someone else forgot to pack something they needed.  In jeans and a black tshirt, with newly purchased black Timberland hiking boots he pulled up not seeing anyone.  Stepping out of his brand new Escalade that was a "gift" from his school for choosing to play there.  Looking around as he stretched his legs.  Looking for anyone he recognized.