For Pat Barry, everything came crashing down because of a pizza. It was last July and he had finished a sparring session with Brock Lesnar in Alexandria, Minn. and wanted to eat, and what’s a little pizza without a drink? Especially when the locals are spending their time side-eyeing you, wondering what in the hell you’re doing there?
Barry, seeking to diffuse any potential tension, started buying shots. Before long, everyone was drunk. For Barry, this wasn’t an unusual situation, even if it was one he had tried his best to hide from those close to him.