Aggies in past years I remember that. We must have been at the same game. He used to stop his feet so hard that I thought he might break a bone while he was nervously be chomping on a white towel. Occasionally, he would jump up in exasperation and throw it the back over his head and high into the crowd. He was certainly a colorful coach!
He also had an eye for a pretty girl too. I was at Mr B's one evening with a coed friend who was as cute as they come. Ham was sitting at another table all by himself having a drink and smoking a cigarette. As he got up to leave, he walked over to our table and introduced himself and we began chatting about the Aggies. He said we were going to build a big, first rate basketball arena and great things were in store for Aggie basketball. Finally, as he was about to walk away, he stopped and turned around and looked at me and said in that raspy voice of his, "She's a keeper. I can tell by that twinkle in her eye."