i will not go to geno piroli yet. will go to mike ditka, it is great to have a famous name to deal with. so let me, just everybody knows mike ditka, right? i don't need to make a introduction. okay. he was little mike and his dad was big mike at the time. but little mike had this quirk. he knew the rules. he respected rules. he felt better in a world with rules, yet he was constantlyly breaking the rules anyway, seeking out mischief, taking beatings in return. the he went to st. titus elementary school. served as altar boy. he stole a christmas ornament off the tree at the nearby library and bean ad buddy in th. eye. six stitches, nuns found out, the belt came out, big mike'sut belt. tomatoes thrown at houses. garbage cans turned over, kid's glasses broken, big mike. nearly burned down ditka said. my dad smoke lucky's.co we were in cement cul-de-sac and sitting all over, smoking lucky strikes when years old, you're dizzier, and there go the woods. that goes into the weeds. we tried to put it out. wind is blowing. fina