chitown.victor

February 14th, 2011 at 4:41 PM ^

...near Schlichter's hometown of Washington Court House, OH and my HS hoops coach was Schlichter's former coach.  Art would occasionally come to our open gyms in April and May.  The guy was very arrogant and a complete a-hole.  I have met several collegiate and professional athletes in my lifetime, some who played for my favorite teams (Jason Avant) and some who played for rivals (Eddie George).  Almost all of them were genuinely good people, but Schlichter was a complete jack-wagon.  Even my teammates who were Buckeye fans hated when he showed up, especially if they were on his team.  He played open gym games like he had money on them.  Come to think of it, that explains a lot.

King Douche Ornery

February 14th, 2011 at 4:48 PM ^

This is a sick, sick man. I think this will be the last chapter for awhile now. The poster child for gambling addiction.

vegasjeff

February 14th, 2011 at 4:54 PM ^

I attended Buckeye Boys State with Art in 1977 and served on the same City Council with him. He regaled us with stories about Bo and Woody recruiting him. (I seem to remember him saying that Bo took him to visit his horse farm, but that may have been another coach.) Art was arrogant but he was also an unbelievably good athlete, football and basketball. He almost single-handedly won the Boys State team football and 3-on-3 hoops championships and barely broke a sweat.

One Armed Bandit

February 14th, 2011 at 5:04 PM ^

A sports editor for one of the newspapers in southern Ohio, all of the editors would meet to determine the All-Area team. When it came time to nominate player of the year, the editor who had been there the longest would always nominate Art Schlichter as a running joke because the guy won the award I think every year. The guy also said Art's dad kept his own notes and stats on his son and was about as intense as a "sports father" could get. They were like the Ohio version of the Marinovichs.

Section 1

February 14th, 2011 at 5:07 PM ^

When to hold 'em. 

And know when to fold 'em.

Know when to walk away, and know when to run.

Schlicter might want to consider "running."  The funniest thing I ever heard in the old Men's Room underneath the Section 1 stands (complete with water-walls) was at the half of a very close, tense OSU game.  The room was silent, and some guy pipes up, "Don't worry!  Schlicter has Ohio State +1!"