I’ll share a funny one. 

The one consistent story that lasted through the years and became our mantra came from coach Richard (reeshard).  He could not pronounce any one’s name. He slaughtered Wayne’s calling him Lay-son and called me Mum-boig. 

He set up coke cases in the schoolyard and always yelled out to us ... “Take a lap ... make it wiiiiiide!” 

That became our greeting for years afterward and we both used it regularly with other friends. 

 Wayne impersonated him perfectly.