He always made fun of himself so you didn’t have to. “Some guys smoke, some guys drink, some guys chase women. I’m a big barbecue-sauce guy,” he once said. He was tall, mostly bald, loved white sweaters, hated ties, and was funny beyond words; the things he said, it was like he had swallowed Don Rickles. He could pass for John Pinette in sneakers or Louie Anderson with a whistle around his neck. People did make fun of him for not being in shape; he thought round was a shape. He also thought pancake syrup was a beverage and candy corn a vegetable. He was a big, heavy-set guy; when he got his shoes shined, he had to take the guy’s word for it. He was once asked, “How do you plan to stop the Kentucky Wildcats?” in a 1996 NCAA Basketball Tournament match-up. “Food poisoning!” answered Utah Head Basketball Coach, Rick Majerus. When asked about the difference in talent between his team and Kentucky, he responded, “They have all those McDonald’s Basketball All-Americans. We have four guys on our team who don’t even have a McDonald’s in their hometown.” Rick Majerus was a riot and a fine basketball coach.