Here is a photo of the happy couple:
I didn't really know the girl, but I recognized the name, I looked her up in the yearbook, and yes, that's her. Who would have known that when I was 15, I was sitting in class next to the future wife of the notorious boxer a digital representation of whom I had spent countless hours trying to defeat?
Words fail me. Come to think of it, I don't recall there being a "common sense" class in high school.