Anderson's life off the field is usually about as exciting as the Interstate between Orange and Stillwater. On a big night he and a few teammates will play dominoes in the dorm and fry up chicken and potatoes in Anderson's electric skillet. On weekends during the summer he hangs out at Port Arthur radio station KYHS-FM, where his disc jockey friend Ishmael (a.k.a. L.J. Jack) lets him cue up soul records. "He put together a tape that we play during our weight workouts," says Anderson. "He talks about OSU football, then plays Outstanding by Rick James. When I put that on, the guys go wild." But Plug himself only goes wild on the gridiron. For example, on Tuesday night of last week, when 1,745 student couples gathered on OSU's baseball diamond to break the world record for group kissing, he didn't dare leave the stands. "Well, you know, my girl friend would not have been too happy," he says.
As for Anderson's nickname, only his brothers know the true story of its origin. "It was a long time ago—seventh, eighth grade maybe," says Jesse. "We'd be playing in the park and we'd try picking up Ernest and throwing him down. Somehow he'd always land on his feet. He was just a plug. You could do anything and the Plug would always land on his feet." Big Eight linebackers will tell you that he hasn't changed one bit.