Just got back from the Butler-Providence game tonight. Jim Burr, Brian O'Connell, and Gary Prager worked the game. As I was driving out of the parking lot after a 20 minute traffic jam I saw this short, stubby man wrapped in a heavy coat and hat hurrying across the lot, dragging a small beat-up suitcase. I immediately knew it was Burr so I rolled down my window and yelled "Hey Jim!". The man looked up at me kinda startled and I continued "Good game!". The man half-laughed and said "thanks man" in this unbelievably silky southern drawl, and I drove off.