In other words, he was told he had to be like Leonard. "Yeah, kind of," Frazar says softly.
Frazar's hurried arrival into Hilton Head was due in part to the hangover that followed some thrilling news that he and Allison had received just a few days before the tournament. So, idling on one of Harbour Town's tee boxes, Frazar drapes an arm across Leonard's shoulder; leans in and asks, "Did you hear about Allison ?"
"No, what?" Leonard asks.
"Harrison, that's great, just terrific," Leonard says. "I'm really happy for you gays. I've only got one question. Is it yours?"
"The first time I met Allison, I was in 10th grade and she was in ninth," says Frazar. "She was coming down this staircase in her cheerleading outfit, and I thought, Wow, who's that? A friend of mine who was with me knew her, and he introduced us. She said she was cheering a basketball game that night, so I decided to check it out."
"So it's halftime, and we're doing one of our little routines," says Allison, talking a mile a minute in her Texas twang, "and I'm lying there on this grungy floor waiting for the music to start, and all I can think is, He's up there somewhere watching me. When I finally saw him, Hairy was wearing this leather jacket and a T-shirt with a giant moose on it...."
"It was the logo for Moosehead beer...."
"Whatever, it had this giant moose on it. And...."
They had their first date shortly thereafter, Mexican food and the Sidney Poitier film Shoot to Kill. "We've been together nonstop ever since," says Harrison. "We've had maybe five fights the whole time."