The locker room during my tenure in Chicago was special. Vets took care of the younger guys, and the coaches were all respectful (for the most part). Occasionally there were instances or situations that would arise, and this particular time it was a conflict between Hunter and Olin.
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Saturday’s were typically walk thru’s that spanned 30-45 min. Special teams would run thru their plays, with offense and defense following. Nothing out of the ordinary on this particular day — just a refresher before the game. All of a sudden, as we were breaking it down to go change and prepare to head downtown, a commotion occurred.
I was positioned on the outside of the circle when the situation occurred and I saw people working to dislodge Hunter and Olin. After the dust settled, there was a hot-tempered Hunter, which was quite unusual, and then there was Olin, who walked off as if nothing had happened.
Everyone who didn’t see asked “Who Slapped Hunter?” And the response from various teammates was, “Olin slapped him.” But, what happened? No one knew. All we knew was Olin slapped Hunter and it was Olin so it had to be justified.
Olin is a no-nonsense guy. You leave him alone and he leaves you alone. Well, he will speak his mind, but he never got physical without a reason. Hunter had a mild temperament, and I never saw him in a confrontation until that instance. Two polar opposite players who saw each other in the middle of the huddle with one getting slapped. The legend of Olin as the most badass player on and off the field continued to grow from there.
Nostalgia is good for the soul. We reminisced on the home visit in 2004. You took a chance on a kid many thought should have played DB. You changed the culture. You helped build men. You have my gratitude forever. Thank you for taking a chance on the kid from West End, Coach.