It may have been a bit weird to answer the door in my hospital scrubs, no shirt, and while brushing my teeth just. That Jon Rieman trekked down two flights of stairs in nothing but boxers and white, tall socks to ring my doorbell was weirder, still. He immediately apologized after I opened the door. Wrong U, apparently. I could only point at Luke’s room immediately to my right and do my best look questioning. After all, Luke is his blockmate.

Then he turned away, then back, then asked, “Does Alex live here?”

I pointed informatively across the hall to the other U.

I’m not sure what to make of him, or Keith Lockhart. Regardless, the pool re-opens for the season tomorrow at 7am.