My husband tells me a story of a time when he was a freshman and being picked on. (He was scrawny until his junior year.) He was lamenting to the farm manager about how the guy was so big and Craig didn't think he could do anything about it. The old man looked at him and said, "Son are you carrying the guy, or kicking his a$$?"
Craig still remembers that. Well that and how Joe taught him to fight dirty, but we won't get into that :)