Point Pleasant Beach, 1998. We were down 15-14 in the semifinals of a beach volleyball tournament and I went up for a spike, I could tell he was going to have me roofed so I grabbed one of his arms and bit, I then hit threw where he had that arm. We won that game and the finals to take down the tournament. He tried to make a big deal out of it and I just acted like he was whacked out, everyone bought it. We saw eachother at Martell's later that night and he tried to start with me so I bit him again and he stepped off.